Thursday, September 22, 2005

Unrefutable proof that the brain disintegrates through non-use.

This is the crown glory of my achievements after 8 hours at work yesterday.

Click goes my keyboard, click, click, click.
If I had to work here forever, I would probably be sick
'cos the work is crazy boring and the people aren't real fun
so I'm counting down the days until they say I'm totally done.


I think I've broken something.



6 working days to go.

14 Comments:

At 12:15 PM, Blogger nailpolishblues said...

Oh you poor baby. [think MAXIMUM sarcasm, with a terribly sweet smile]

 
At 12:24 PM, Blogger Adam said...

Well young lady, next time you are concerned that your brain might be broken through non use and you accidentally devise a bizarre song-word changing thingy as a valiant effort to get some synapses firing, I'll be right there in support. I'd even go and buy you a coffee and a crossword to help you out.

I guess that's just the difference between you and me (and females and males).

 
At 1:04 PM, Blogger nailpolishblues said...

You are describing my every day, gentle young sire, except that my brain, having atrophied through lack of use, is unable to rewrite songs of such splendour.

I'll take the coffee though :)

 
At 1:26 PM, Blogger Adam said...

Oh, you poor thing. I'll post the coffee to you asap! I'll make it totally strong to wake up your atrophied brain.

 
At 1:51 PM, Blogger Adam said...

So Nails, what would be the job for you?

Personally, I can't think of anything actual job I'd be keen for, I just like having way groovy people to hang out with during my working week.

 
At 2:15 PM, Blogger nailpolishblues said...

I wish I knew what the job for me is/was/should be. Hanging about reading books, watching tv, and blogging don't seem to count...
I am definitely not made for anything that involves being nice to fuckwits all the damn time. I may get paid slave wages but this does not mean that I am your slave etc etc. I've also over non-goal oriented, each day same as the last, customer service shit. I think I'd actually like to use my brain - once the coffee [ha!] kick starts it. It would also be nice to stop working with teenagers or adults with the mentality of teenagers - stupid teenagers not groovy interested and interesting types. It would also be great if I stopped bitching and actually applied for SOMETHING. Oh but agony aunt Adam, so much I want to do!!! All these annoying money hungry options, study, travel, bludging...What to do?
Dude, what was in that coffee? truth serum?

 
At 3:03 PM, Blogger Adam said...

No, the truth syrum was in the monte carlo biscuits, to the coffee I added a special formula to make you more attractive to all…. That was, um, before I found out you work with teenagers and teenage-brains. Um, sorry about that, it should only last for 6 to 8 days.

I don't know many people that love their jobs. I've only ever known one. I know a lot of people that love their hobbies or passions or whatever, and see their work as a means to that end, but most people I know , myself included don't really know what the heck to do, yet still feel the overwhelming pressure of time passing.

I was trying to think back when I was happiest working, and it was the time when I full on loved the people I was working with, but I haven't had that for a very, very long time. The other thing I liked, was when people depended on me and I was the only person possible that could help them out. That was when I was younger and out to prove myself to the world.

Have you thought about starting your own crime syndicate?

 
At 4:07 PM, Blogger nailpolishblues said...

I'm too much of a pussy for a crim syndicate. I'd be afraid of getting caught and would probably be quite unsuccessful.
Right now I could handle another shit boring job - so long as it paid a LOT of money. I almost expect work to suck. No, actually, I do expect work to suck. It's spending life treading water waiting for the good bits.

So the coffee was why people were looking at me - I thought it was because I had my tits out. Huh, live and learn.

Oh and the teenagers are all girls. Very homophobic girls. i should be pretty safe.

 
At 2:19 PM, Blogger muffin said...

Did you receieve my "How to Get Through a Boring Day" instructions?

Live by them!

 
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