Sunday, February 01, 2004
Super Bowl hijinx
This is why we must keep Justin Timberlake away from the Jacksons .... I'd sue.
Miss Jackson, if you're nasty, you woulda gotten P Diddy to rip your clothes off... Not Justin.
The Super Bowl was just rife with nekkid people, eh? ..... Not that I watched or anything.
Miss Jackson, if you're nasty, you woulda gotten P Diddy to rip your clothes off... Not Justin.
The Super Bowl was just rife with nekkid people, eh? ..... Not that I watched or anything.
Mikey was being stupid at 9:46 PM ::
I'm a creep... I'm a weirdo... What the hell am I doing here?
This past Thursday, I walked into work at about 4:10 ... Luckily, the first thing I do when I get to work is check my e-mail. There was one from the big boss man saying that I was chosen at random to participate in a survey about our company. It was dated Tuesday, January 27...
Of course, people always schedule things for me to do on the days that I'm not at work, what's more.. They don't call me at home, they send an e-mail to the work address that I can't check from home. Luckily, the last survey was going to be Thursday at 4.... I was only ten minutes late.
I walked into the conference room, drawing nasty stares from too many unfamiliar faces. I saw V sitting at one end of the table and my boss at the other end, so I sat next to V. At this point everyone was checking their watches, obviously wanting to go back to their 8-5 jobs, so they could finish up and get home. I wasn't worried because my day had just started. Lucky for me, big boss man went through all the instructions on how to fill out the survey again, specifically for me. More death stares.
I sat there filling out my forms, looking up every so often... Turns out there were two guys that I went to junior high and high school with. Neither of them were my "friends" but we'd had enough classes that I knew what their names were.
I don't know why it bothered me that there wasn't even so much as a "Hi, how ya doin'?" I NEVER say hi to people I recognize from school, unless I'm approached first. For some reason, I felt like I was on the other side of the snob. Whatever, one of the guys I remember had a reputation for being a jerk (there's a picture in our senior year book where he was pumping his fist in the jack-off motion, so they pasted another less offensive picture over it.
The work week passed without incident ... same old boring stuff. And i must be the only jackass who looks forward to Mondays. But then again, my off days go by way too fast. I need to stop sleeping till 3 pm.
Video for "There There" by RadioHead is fuggin creepy.
And do I even give a shit about the Super Bowl...? No. Just give me some freakin' bbq.
Of course, people always schedule things for me to do on the days that I'm not at work, what's more.. They don't call me at home, they send an e-mail to the work address that I can't check from home. Luckily, the last survey was going to be Thursday at 4.... I was only ten minutes late.
I walked into the conference room, drawing nasty stares from too many unfamiliar faces. I saw V sitting at one end of the table and my boss at the other end, so I sat next to V. At this point everyone was checking their watches, obviously wanting to go back to their 8-5 jobs, so they could finish up and get home. I wasn't worried because my day had just started. Lucky for me, big boss man went through all the instructions on how to fill out the survey again, specifically for me. More death stares.
I sat there filling out my forms, looking up every so often... Turns out there were two guys that I went to junior high and high school with. Neither of them were my "friends" but we'd had enough classes that I knew what their names were.
I don't know why it bothered me that there wasn't even so much as a "Hi, how ya doin'?" I NEVER say hi to people I recognize from school, unless I'm approached first. For some reason, I felt like I was on the other side of the snob. Whatever, one of the guys I remember had a reputation for being a jerk (there's a picture in our senior year book where he was pumping his fist in the jack-off motion, so they pasted another less offensive picture over it.
The work week passed without incident ... same old boring stuff. And i must be the only jackass who looks forward to Mondays. But then again, my off days go by way too fast. I need to stop sleeping till 3 pm.
Video for "There There" by RadioHead is fuggin creepy.
And do I even give a shit about the Super Bowl...? No. Just give me some freakin' bbq.
Mikey was being stupid at 6:27 PM ::