So I notice that I don't exactly "talk" on here normally. Lately very tip-toe-ish and apologetic. Sensitive, I once was called. How NOT like me. I just don't appreciate getting flamed here. Everyone jumps someone's ass in a heartbeat, saying things that they wouldn't normally because they'd get smacked. Just trying to play nice.
For instance I work in a male dominated macho type environment. Always have, actually. No big deal, you can kid around when you're tight, but never before. Today I'm taking shit because I still have a little bit of a limp. "Yep, gettin' old sucks, take it from me," says Todd. Asshole knows how to hit a nerve. "Fuck that, I'm ready to go fifteen rounds right now..." I shadowboxed a bit, maybe a wince of pain showed in my dance... "You know you're a decent asshole and fairly good woodworker, but a terrible liar." "Yeah, well, that's not what your wife said." "Fuck you sideways, you fucking crippled piece of shit." "Fuck off, Toehead...."
Later, MUCH later, my boss is sweating. Much overtime and everyone still going, albeit not so enthusiastically. "How much longer?" "As long as it takes" "You know that limping shit ain't helpin'. Why don't you get that fixed? I can't have you lookin' like some candy ass to the men." "Actually I'm thinking they admire my steadfast determination, and I'm leading by example." "Oh please, get the fuck back out there before I puke."
So that's what I deal with. Normally. Things are in the twilight zone when some rich customers are watching, or when I'm away from the shop.
By the way I saw Nicole Konkal, a reporter for a local TV station this morning in a Circle K. I was too shy to say anything, even though I caught her eye a few times and we shared a smile, slightly. God, the phrase "way out of your league" comes to mind just now....
For instance I work in a male dominated macho type environment. Always have, actually. No big deal, you can kid around when you're tight, but never before. Today I'm taking shit because I still have a little bit of a limp. "Yep, gettin' old sucks, take it from me," says Todd. Asshole knows how to hit a nerve. "Fuck that, I'm ready to go fifteen rounds right now..." I shadowboxed a bit, maybe a wince of pain showed in my dance... "You know you're a decent asshole and fairly good woodworker, but a terrible liar." "Yeah, well, that's not what your wife said." "Fuck you sideways, you fucking crippled piece of shit." "Fuck off, Toehead...."
Later, MUCH later, my boss is sweating. Much overtime and everyone still going, albeit not so enthusiastically. "How much longer?" "As long as it takes" "You know that limping shit ain't helpin'. Why don't you get that fixed? I can't have you lookin' like some candy ass to the men." "Actually I'm thinking they admire my steadfast determination, and I'm leading by example." "Oh please, get the fuck back out there before I puke."
So that's what I deal with. Normally. Things are in the twilight zone when some rich customers are watching, or when I'm away from the shop.
By the way I saw Nicole Konkal, a reporter for a local TV station this morning in a Circle K. I was too shy to say anything, even though I caught her eye a few times and we shared a smile, slightly. God, the phrase "way out of your league" comes to mind just now....
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That's exactly what I"m wanting... only no eggs..