Today’s weather was somewhat cloudy the whole day with mostly freezing temperatures in the Bay Area. All I did at work was look up completed construction projects with some open activities and marked the white pages with red ink. I didn’t know what the heck I was doing and didn’t bother asking the clerk because I wasn’t going to stay at that place.
I kept yawning loudly and mumbled under my breath out of sheer boredom at my underemployment status as a temporary tool. The place is bad enough that one could hear the rhythmic sounds of pitter-patter from yesterday’s raindrops as these left the gutter — near my desk and the women’s bathroom. The other temp guys were laughing at the distraction of water pelting metal.
A blonde tool with dark bags under and around her eyes would come out her office located to my right and make a big deal with the other A/P clerks sitting behind me across the aisle. She would cough with her ‘SARS’-like approach in and around my area. I wonder if the black lady to my left notices how rude this b*tch is to her other underlings.
Sometimes the time would go by fast as I gazed outdoors to see some gray and fluffy white clouds with the sun shining brighest upon my face around 02:33PM. I kept my blinds slightly opened but in a few minutes someone had to close those for me. I wasn’t worried about getting cataract from the sunlight knowing I am behind glass of the old building and wearing eyeglasses too. This one old tree with smooth bark and large leaves offered some shade though.
Yesterday the rain poured heavily with the day before yesterday being lighter. My car is nicely washed except for the deflating tires, which need air but I’ve not had the time or care to oversee. I didn’t mind getting some raindrops on my bare head without the protection of an umbrella as I made my way to this state employer of doom. Like I said in my previous blog(s), the place is so slow that I’d die there no sooner than by the end of this year.
If only ‘Santa’ realize how I hate his guts, I wouldn’t be in this rut. Although he claims to be playing the role of a good guy in disguise, he is really a nasty, fat toad like the rest of his cahoots. He coughed on the phone while I talked to him about more stupid delays. That is why he got those ‘flu-like symptom’ for being naughty to the rest of us all these years. I really hate him and his moronic friends up there in the North Pole.
Anyway, the white colored light rail of the VTA buzzed by going both directions — left and right. There were lots of cars that passed by too. Just beyond the vertical windows to this old establishment were other places of business where pedestrians would make their way across from the VTA station. I’ve never rode on this public transportation before and ‘Maw’ wanted to try one day. One day I’d be on the train. I don’t know where that will take me, though — anywhere but working here.
The chemsoup was worse last week. There was a large sylph formation above head this week as I noticed while coming out of work to go into my car and homeward. Tonight, I breathed in the crispy cold air and gazed upwards to see fluffy clouds traveling towards the south. I could barely make out the dark blue color of the night sky too.
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