So today I was freaking busy at work. I couldn’t hear Philip, who pulled me aside to a conference room. It was about Mike again.
I like the personality of Mike, whom Philip hired temporarily for one month. But Mike had got problems with his eyesight and speed and Philip was trying to justify whether or not to keep Mike.
I kept emphasizing “equal opportunity” but because the departmental needs a Speedy Gonzalez, which was me but I couldn’t sustain that area, I had to opine honestly and state that we need someone who could grasp the workload.
It’s crazy. But I love enough stress to keep me busy and out of trouble and basically distracted from kicking the fat bastard in the nuts after many slong years of silence. He never called me back after last speaking with him on 2/11/2010. I wrote a poem about that morning.
I’m stupid for rattling without listening to Philip. My hearing is really bad. I can’t wear my damn hearing aide because of the damn “white noise” constantly buzzing overhead! I’m getting a headache from they noise, too.
I don’t know if I could stay there because of my disability in understanding and grasping what is requested by the pushover. I’m trying to fulfill his expectation but I’m having strokes.
I’m sure Cheryl would appreciate knowing his talent. A Jack of all trades. Broad scope of understanding. Amazingly sharp and quick witted, unlike me, a slow dumb one.
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