Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Tag: mySpooks

  • Eating Snacks

    I know I’m going to get fat at this workplace. Today I’ve gotten my `paws` on a raisin bagel and eaten that one in an hour. The temptation was to the smear the insides with cheese. But I resisted.

    Yesterday, I ate a chocolate-glazed donuts. Charissa was so kind to pass the pink box around. John, the V.P., bought that for us. Wow! So we are be fattened up for working hard for quarter end, which is fine.

    I like the non-skilled, stress-free workload and the location is near my home and within the same zip-code. So that makes for more exercise around the block full of shady trees and a few minutes of drive from my house.

    If they hire us full-time, I’ll be happy. But only if payback comes first. At least I’m earning just about right, which is TWICE as less than what I used to make years ago.

  • Just Nothing

    There’s nothing to blog about. My mind is blank. Maybe I should answer more Plinky.com prompts. But I’m too lazy. I really want my money back. It’s my right. Then, I’ll be happy again. I still hate working but love eating. I have so many other blessings to thank – good weather, trees to shade while walking during lunch and breaks and co-workers who are `normal`.

  • Freezing Cold

    This place is freezing cold during the afternoons. My hands are frozen and my nails are turning blue. I already told my head hunter but all she said was put on more jackets. Putting out a `Help Desk` ticket to facilities won’t help even if the place is a CORPORATION!

  • Working Attitude

    When I started working right out of high school, I’ve always had an attitude. I hated working. I wasn’t cooperative. Now that I’m older, I still hate working. I would rather get out of here, walk around outdoors or just stay home. I don’t care for being around people, period.

  • Sluggish Walk

    Today’s post-lunch walk was slow. I felt sluggish and probably due to pooping HARD last night and after mass this morning. I weighed myself to see that I’ve lost almost ten pounds in over one month’s time.

    The walk this afternoon was shorter as I took the route off Component Drive. I forgot about the eBay campus as mentioned by a business planner yesterday in the woman’s bathroom. She didn’t like the bugs and I probably grossed her out after mentioning the first time I ever saw a small red scorpion on my path.

    But today I saw lots critters of spiders, beetles, dragonflies and small birds. Also, I was able to see a white helicopter being remotely controlled by an old white guy. Another guy was with him but he was busy at the trunk of his white mini-SUV Mercedes-Benz.

    So I walked and hummed to myself. The weather was sunny and clear blue skies. Some mistiness of blue was over Mt. Hamilton. My prescriptive shades not only helped make the scene crisper and less bright but made me appear spooky, if you will, and someone not to mess around with.

    My late morning break was prior to noontime. A Spic started up his truck, went forward and intentionally reversed without stopping, knowing full well I was walking perpendicular to his run-over.

    I flicked off nutball as I cleared the front of the white-colored CEL Landscaping truck. I circled up and down in front of the building and saw he wasn’t in his right mind. I tried to forgive but the usual curses under my breath ensued. I’m trying hard to be nice.

    So Obama did a good thing by signing in more border patrols. If they want more illegals, who will be taxpayers, I could see why Obama was hesitant at first. If I had to work with certain people, I’d rather deal with crazy Asians than normal Hispanics, Latinos, and pals.

    Then again I’d rather stay home and not have to deal with humanity whatsoever. Never mind!

  • Can’t Understand!

    Could you please speak slower and clearer English? I can’t do my job right if you just rattle on about stuff I don’t get. And then you walk away, expecting me to figure out WTF you want from me. I’m not staying here! Thank goodness this temp job is good for six months! How many more months do I have before I make noise?

  • 20100812-More Spooks

    At 8:40am, the traffic from the off-ramp moved slowly. Cars turning left were very cautious due to the JACKBOOTS wating underneath the trees and in the parking lot of TechCU. The workers were smiling as if nothing but business as usual.

    A few vehicles turned into the bicycle lane carefully. But one unfortunate dark-colored, four-door sedan will have gotten a ticket when a JACKBOOT stepped into the bicycle lane and motioned for the motorist to pull over.

    I had both windows cracked open for air and said under my normal tone of voice: “I blogged about you JACKBOOTS”. Then I started to rant: “The JACKBOOTS are waiting and they are out to get you!”

    Oh, Oh! A cyclist was actually riding on the bicycle lane at the same time I was in the vicinity of the area. I could see him in my rear view mirror, which is where I saw the pull-over.

  • Blog Police

    When I blog, I rant. When I rant, I blog. I love freedom of speech. It’s supposed to be my First Amendment right. I don’t need a babysitter or a blog police.

    Earlier this afternoon, someone was trolling in my comments. I could sense that it was part of the `security team`. It was also meant for me to explain myself. Either the reader requires clarification or you are putting me on your `no fly-by list`.

    When I sense something creepy, that will be part of my blog. When I’m personally experiencing something that will bring America to a martial law lock-down, don’t come crying to me and apologize.

    If you have not already read my disclaimer, you are a fool. Learn about some laws and be kind to insane or at least VERY frustrated people who need justification for existing on this god-forsaken planet. Sheesh!

  • Jackboots Drivel

    Here are more words that I’ve recently learned while lurking online:

    2. Drivel – by Sean Ambrose (Jan 18, 2008)

    Drivel; To have a rant often associated with delusions of grandeur. I could just imagine the sycophantic ‘drivel’ spewed by this little despot while wearing his jackboots, ‘Albeit macht frei’ and ‘if I had another term’.

    In reference to John Howard, 25th Prime minister of Australia and geriatric visionary on his appointment as speaker to the Washington speaker’s Bureau.

    1. Jackboots – by The Col. (Nov 27, 2004)

    Thoes cool boots the Nazi’s use to goose step with
    Jackboots are used for heiling and marching

  • 20100810-More Spooks

    So yesterday after turning left from the off-ramp of northbound HWY 101, I see a bunch of jackboots waiting on the sidewalk and behind the trees of the parking to TechCu (which is off First Street).

    I heard the `whoop, whoop` of the police siren as I remember my right wheel barely crossing over into the SOLID white line to the bicycle lane. There was a darker-colored van behind me.

    I thought to myself: “F^ck you San Jose! People need to get to work. You’re not getting me you bunch of @ssholes!” And sure enough, I saw out of my rear view mirror a man in BLACK walk to the corner of First Street. I thought to myself: “Damn, foolish slave! Get someone else.”

    And to the Feds: You guys are NO help! Don’t you dare get on my case because I’m going to tell the truth. I used me to bear your problems and now you expect to me to FIX IT, too? You morons s^ck. I know you people like the back of my hand – `whap!`

  • Cute Guard

    Well, what can I say? The guard downstairs is cute. He has dark, curly hair, a deep voice and long upturned eyes. He would ask in his sideway glance:

    • “How’s it going?”
    • “Have a good night.”

    Ah! There’s nothing like an old fart (like moi) giggling in delight to see such beautiful people doing BLUE collar work. Yum.

  • 20100810-Weathery Ways

    Today is sunny with clear blue skies. This had been the weather for the past few weeks. I managed to walk around from Orchard Pkwy to First Street and down Component Drive, where I saw the tall, gray-colored electrical grid. The buzzing noise was obvious and I felt a slight head pressure. No wonder there are large empty lots for two to three buildings because there is an ugly headache making right in front, which is bad `feng shui`.

    Anyway, last night’s orange-colored sunset signaled that summer is almost over. The winds over the weekend blew cold. And the nice soft blue horizon of Sunday evening was very nice. Overall, telling the truth is like a box of chocolate. Right now, there’s some bite-sized chocolate on my desk – one Twix Minis, and three Hershey’s Special Dark of Mildly Sweet Chocolate, one with Crisp Rice and one with Peanuts.

    I’m allergic sorry. I might get a reaction while at work.