11:14 a.m.||||2004-07-02

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They just fired (or she just quit) the backup of my backup. They're dropping a little like flies around here lately and it's odd, cause this one had been around for some time. It begins to suck that two of the tasks I handle now are actually really really important and sensitive and the fact that people keep getting dismissed makes me nervous. Because the really important shit I do is sandwiched in between in the incessant and distracting ringing of the phone, the answering of which, sad to say, is what my job really is. But if it wasn't for me, no one would have records that reflect/PROVE that they are qualified scientists, able to perform the shit for which our stuff is FDA certified. I'd tell you more but then they would have to kill me and this place is more locked down than an AA meeting in terms of confidentiality.

Anyway.

I love actually using my brain to do work; I hate using my voice to interract with the mulitude of inane, nearly non-native speakers of English, people that I have to deal with. How come we, you and I, you know, us, are so much different, and cooler, and more at ease with ourselves and able to keep our shit together in public, in line, in receipt of any fucking social service wherein the first order of the day is to be fucking polite, cooperative, and mature? No matter how much we hate, on the inside. How come, even with the full moon, we are able to play that game successfully? I don't think there is one reader of this journal who I would not be totally happy to meet in the course of my day, say standing in line to get inflated gas, or shopping at the local grocery store? I bet you'd be nice to me, and I'd be nice to you, and no matter what circumstance threw us t...later