Thursday, December 18, 2003
eerie
The floor is quiet....... only the sound of the air being pumped around her, suddenly she is aware of how big this building actually is......... everyone went home an hour ago. The constant hum and buzzing of voices silenced by the closing of the "queue". She then begins to wonder what in the hell she got herself into, and how many more nights of this she can expect. She realizes this was her longest shift she ever worked, but the first 8 hours seem to pass quite quickly. Her pounding headache is gone, the angry words on the other end of the phone just a vague memory, the thought of the bloodshed of her new supervisor tomorrow, brings a smile to her lips.
Christmas is one week away, and she has no Christmas spirit this year, though she is anticipating the arrival of her arch-enemy, and one of her biggest confidants, her little brother, who is arriving next week.
The faint taste of licorice on her tongue sparks memories of childhood experiences long since gone by.
She has just walked into work, her second day under the new job title and already she has fucked up again, she quickly re-reads what she had written last night and wonders if it sounds too condescending, then again she doesn't really care, because she writes for herself and if whoever reads it doesn't like it well too fucking bad. Her spirits have lifted today, she looks forward to the next two days. she doesn't have to work, and has lots of activities planned, and will finally get to watch LORD OF THE RINGS: RETURN OF THE KING.... the anticipation is killing her.
Her new supervisors neck is safe for another day, turns out he is off today.... and she will have forgotten the whole thing by Sunday.
Another weekend awaits her...............
Christmas is one week away, and she has no Christmas spirit this year, though she is anticipating the arrival of her arch-enemy, and one of her biggest confidants, her little brother, who is arriving next week.
The faint taste of licorice on her tongue sparks memories of childhood experiences long since gone by.
She has just walked into work, her second day under the new job title and already she has fucked up again, she quickly re-reads what she had written last night and wonders if it sounds too condescending, then again she doesn't really care, because she writes for herself and if whoever reads it doesn't like it well too fucking bad. Her spirits have lifted today, she looks forward to the next two days. she doesn't have to work, and has lots of activities planned, and will finally get to watch LORD OF THE RINGS: RETURN OF THE KING.... the anticipation is killing her.
Her new supervisors neck is safe for another day, turns out he is off today.... and she will have forgotten the whole thing by Sunday.
Another weekend awaits her...............
