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They Are Laughing At You Behind Your Back - 2004-11-13 |
2003-08-08 - 10:44 p.m.
Summary Of The Week So Far
I'll sum up. Monday: Long day at work. Went to improv class which was a blast and I rule! We did some great scenes and some fun games. Then we talked about our show next week. We'll meet one more time at Laura's house and then do the show the next day. Tuesday: Very tired from the previous day. I had my physical and then worked like crazy once I was in the office. Kevin was out so there was a lot to do. Wednesday: Another frazzling day at work. After work I go to the Improv workshop. This is the first time I have been to one. It is like the class, only with a larger group. There were people I knew, people I sort of know and strangers. They were all fantastic. We did scenes and talked about them. The high school girl from my last class where there. I asked her if she was ready to go off to college and she reminded me she is just a senior in high school. Is it wrong to want to have sex with a schoolgirl? There were so many people in the class we all only took one turn on stage. I was just doing my normal stuff and the other folks were laughing their asses off. They were all very complimentary to me. It is an odd feeling. All my life I have felt as though I had some talent for something and now that I am being recognized for it it is almost hard to believe. I enjoy the compliments, but in my head I keep wondering what exactly they see in me. I had a conversation about that with one guy for a few minutes. When he was on stage he cracked me up. He was so inventive and a lot of fun to watch. We both experienced that thing where we say something off the tops of our heads and it is perceived as brilliant even though it does not make much sense. And I like that everyone there made a point to introduce themselves to the others. There were no wallflowers. Thursday: I go to work like a zombie because I got home so late and had so little sleep. I try to get work done but it is difficult. I have been on call all week and it drives me crazy. At home last night I try to reach my mother by phone but she is not home. She and my aunt have a suite at a resort up in the mountains this week and they want me to come too. I don't know where or when to go. I talk to Mike for a while. He is in a very good mood about some recent eBay purchases. He loves buying things. And in this case he found a German vase he has wanted for about 5 years but did not buy because it was so expensive. He found it on eBay for about $9. I finally reach my mother and she tells me the plan. Drive up on Saturday and I come back on Sunday. They will stay for an extra day. The drive is just a few hours so it is no big deal. I just want to rest and hang around. Friday: By the time I took 2 phone calls I was overwhelmed with work. Each call generated about 2 hours worth of work. And then there was the stuff I had been putting off all week. I left right at 5:30. An hour later the pager went off 4 times. One client needed some emergency help and I had to log on to our system from home and do some more freaking work. My sister is putting together a yard sale for tomorrow. She has been lugging her junk around for the past few weeks. I am going to abandon her and let her take care of it. I wish her well, but I just don't have the strength to add one more commitment to my list. I think she will be fine. She has it all ready in the garage now. I answered a lot of emails that have been piling up in my box.
What a week. I thought the summer was winding down, not picking up
speed. Next weekend I am going to help the stalker girl put on an
event at the theater. She said I should volunteer and I told her
I would. My class will be over by then and I definitely want to help
out and keep in touch with those folks. But the next thing I knew
she was asking me to go out with her tonight. I told her I was heading
out of town. I must continue to be careful with her. I can
tell her main dream would be to have a boyfriend/husband. She talks
about it all the time without directly saying so. And I saw her aggressively
hit on this one guy she met in a bar one night when we all went out after
class. He looked a little shocked and kept his distance.
Oh, I almost forgot. On Thursday Kevin and I took the new recruit out to lunch. We have been looking for a replacement for Ben and we think we have found the right match. He is anxious to start but our president has not made up his mind yet about what he will do with my other coworker Viarum. I'm hoping we can keep him and hire the new guy and just get on with it. Viarum is very good and needs a job right now. He just will never live down the fact that he called the sales guy cheap and petty. They have wanted to get rid of him ever since. The new guy is Keith. He has been looking for a job for a while and had to take work as a waiter in the mean time. Nice guy. We have tried to scare him away but he just won't believe us. The president told us to tell him the truth about our company and make sure he understands it is a crappy job. And we did. We interview another guy that same afternoon. Nice guy. Very smart. But just not right. Plus, he has a son who is dying of a malignant brain tumor and, quite frankly, he has no business working with us. He needs to be with his family. I asked him how he would feel if he had to ignore his son because he had so much work to do. He said that he was used to working long days. I don't think he understood what I was saying. Or maybe he did. My clothes will be dry in a few minutes and I can go to bed and sleep. I'm going to get up early tomorrow and drive north to the mountains. Jimmy
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