My boss scares me. I'm not sure why, maybe it's the menacing pit bull glance he'll give incompetent employees, or maybe it's the way that I can't make small talk with him. Maybe I'm afraid to get a that devil look after a botched attempt at chit chat. Maybe I'm afraid he'll find out I'm a bed wetter and a Ru-Paul fan. Who knows? The point is the dude scares me shitless.
So when I left work after getting sick today, I had the feeling he was giving me the finger and planning on how to fire me. And it was some really bad ass version of the finger, the one where he shoots it behind his back and uses a special profanity he saves for the occasion. So making it through the day with no voice mail saying I was fired was a good one.
In other news, Super neutrals is coming along dandy. We should have a usable script by next week, and beyond that start filming by the 8th of November. I have no idea why the 8th, just happens to be that day that I picked. 10th seemed to far off. So good luck to me on that one.
Still feel like a heel about getting sick on my friends car.
How is it that all the girls my age make me feel like some fifty year old perv, but anybody who's over 30, taken, or married I can charm the crap out of? I maintain that my problems stem from MTV, specifically Laguna Beach, possibly the worst show ever made. I think MTV is turning the people I once knew into hot tempered, asshole, self centered people. Is there something wrong in my generation or am I ahead of my time by saying that now? My mom totally says I'm hot and a good catch, so I don't understand how other people wouldn't want me.
Reminders for class: Halloween is an important part of life. Be sure to celebrate it by pantsing a bunch of six year olds. Scars like that don't heal.
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