First Day In Job
well well well .... actually.. it's kinda funny to be here.... all those nights i used to write alone... sometimes i write and laugh at myself .... and sometimes i cry....sometimes i throw away what i've written and sometimes not..... but never tried to write and let people read it ... so i dont know about this... yeh a try wont cause me to have a colic pain .. i'll start by telling ya about my day.....waking up in the morning with a lovely lady holding up a cup of coffee is nice... but hell no it's not nice when your lil nephew comes over your head and starts crunching her newly-grown teeth with a bag full of crackers over your head.... no it's not nice when you have to wake up and see that you are late for your first day at work and you havent cleaned your ears of the lefts of the chips....ahhhh .... kinda exhausing isnt it ?? .... then after washing up gracefull you walk down the strairs head for a taxi cap .... GOD .... why dont women drive taxis in this coutry.... i'm not asking for a pretty lady to be my taxi driver... only someone like fairouz that can sing to me instead of those crazy guys that just fill my head with their noise about how crappy these streets are .... wallahi i know.. i've been walking over this holy floor since i was born ... or should i say before... when i was still inside my mom... dont know where exactly.. all i know i was inside her... i still remember how dad was driving on our way back from summer house and i hit my head against the cieling of my mom's tummy.... god that was rough especially that i was holding to life ... and only god knows how stupid i was :(i reach work to see the nice cheerful faces welcome you ... welcome to hell son ... come over.... take a seat and let's start the torture... as soon as i rest in my chair a glorious sound comes from behind.... hehehehahahaha .... i have this company and you are my slaves.. says the manager and the owner .... scream out ... mommy... i'm scared..... this takes me back to the moment where mom held me tight and kisses the top of my nose .... oh god... that was heaven.... now there will be a kiss.... but a different kind... i have to kiss the ass of my manager so i can be a good employee .... or else i'm not good no matter how good i was... good to them is not good to me.. and bad to them is not bad to me... wow that sounds complicated ... just like the automated questions during exams... where you roam around for an answer among the multiple choices and you find nothing ... :( pretty sad.. isnt it ??that day never ends before coming back to the empty house that i should call home.... sitting at my computer ... and try to get over the bad day... but phone rings...... and get my ass into pain again ... a friend of mine.... starts blab blab blab blabing... and i cant hear anything... and i say emm ... yeh ... emmm ... aha... and suddently she screams at me telling me how heartless i am.... for god's sake... i might be mindless but not heartless... but at least i'm trying to remain spotless... but life gets me more and more dirty every day....... so i'll stop talking dirty and lay down my head and dream of a crimosn ... world that can never be....resting on my comfy chair writing this as i'm listening to music.... ...... my life style determines my death ... frantic tic tic tic tic tic toc.... frantic tic tic tic tic tic toc.... but still saint anger is around my neck
Posted by GraY FoX at 10:13 PM
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I've read some of your writin, remember? It kept me company when I was in Malaysia. I loved it. Hehehehe. Keep on writing, my dear.
I'm trying to hold back from laughing out loud at the cyber cafe and I didn't want people to look at me all weird. I love you writing. Hehehehe...
Ah so that’s why you wear a hat all the time? :P
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