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just a perfect day
with ambient temperature nearing 100', the cold sweat of true panic is almost inviting. still, folly such as this is not quite what i had in mind...
jack: dontcallmedontwritemeandreadthefuckingmanual
jack: IMFUCKINGDONE
jack: i cannotstand customers
jack: HERE
jack: HAVE SOME LYE
jack: play with it.
jack: IT's A COOL CUCUMBERMASK!
jack: PUT IT ON YOUR FACE!
bosslady:
bosslady: lol
bosslady: i'm so sorry.
bosslady: maybe i should have layed you off!
:: GULP ::
jack: er, oops. that was the wrong IM window.
was supposed to go to $coworker
bosslady: yeah. right.
bosslady: i
jack: er, no, it was. *ack* soz.
bosslady: 'm sure!
bosslady: hey!
bosslady: you gotta share with me too!
jack: oh, i do. ususally not with that much color...
..........
'haha. that's funny. he just ranted to his boss.'
seriously, it is not that i think that she can't handle it, (quite the opposite, in fact); it's not that she's not smart enough to perceive this sort of emotion without it being voiced; it's not even that she would misinterpret it now that it has been said; it's just....
what an embarassing transgression of the manager-managee relationship. the silent, accepted, and understood agreement between coworkers to mask such abrasive emotion in the work place, venting only after-hours, and in dark corners. (if at all).
sure, there are some days you really loathe your job, it happens to everybody. --of course, this does not provide free license to walk around broadcasting the fact.
water under the bridge, i guess.
admittedly, as i type this, a couple hours removed from the embarassment of the original exchange, i have to admit, it was sort of liberating. i'll be sure to remember how 'liberated' i feel when i wake up at 11am and walk my unshaven and redundant ass o'er to the unemployment office.