A diary of events, interactions, thoughts and feelings I have in my life. Then understanding them with humorous affection.
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Not enough hours in the day
When returning to the factory after a break it's always predicatably the same. Piles of work, an in tray so big it looks like it's reaching the ceiling. So today i became a battery chicken, doing my work without so much as a 5 minute skiving session. And when i left after much more than a 74 hour day, i hadn't finished laying all the eggs, fluffing up all the straw or clucking all the clucks required to straighten out my coop. Well there's always tomorrow.
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Full Week Off
Had a full week off the factory, i didn't even get tempted to go in and do weekend overtime. I said "no" to myself and persued a week of relaxation. It was great Little monster boy was the best relaxation medicine i could take. I liked to have a little arguement with him, it goes along the lines off:
Me: "A bus is bigger than an elephant," to which Monster Boy laughs as if to say i am silly and replies
"No. An elephant is bigger than a bus." As if to put me right, because i should know better, i bait him some more and repeat the statement, he repeats his reply. Then i ask:
"So how may elephants have you seen?"
He laughs still and says " I haven't seen any elephants, but i still know an elephant is bigger than a bus."
I wish I had taken him to see the mechanical elephant that went through London, if he'd of seen it he would of known he was right. And i would of completely agreed with him and laughed in exactly the same way.
Tantalising Shiela made a pleasant remark, she'd missed having the piss taken out of her at work. It made me smile inside, though i didn't say anything to her, she just threw in my face a comment about being pissed at the get fat quick club dinner. And being outrageous. Odd how although I'd like something to be, i know it never will, but in the meantime there's nothing wrong with a bit of humour, life must go on so why not with a smile or two.
I've just began to read "One Flew Over the Cookoo's Nest by Ken Kelsey, I must admit after just a dozen pages it's different from both the film and play. I had a front row seat a few weeks ago at the Garrick and Christian Slater was playing the main character, McMurphy. He is definately a good actor to watch he was very much into his role, but one thing i noticed, he didnt appear to look at the audience the entire time. Maybe he just acts that way.
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