Back in saddle again
As I look out my window…
I want to apologize for the lack of writing. Creative energy block, a magical force-field, a black hole – who knows. I just could not “get it going” for a while, then all of a sudden, it was like Popeye eating his spinach – BAM! But this has me worried, as I could only think of the word of the day as given to me by a staff member….
Constipation - <his words> “a high level of constraint or restriction; a pronounced lack of ease; your boss when he is full of crap (properly said, use the sh word).”
OMG, then I got thinking, has anyone ever died from constipation? Will they explode? Will their lack of knowledge and crap be strewn everywhere? What if it gets on me? Will I then too become all dumbed down and wreak like that idiot who wears different coloured socks and forgets to zip their fly and uses the public swimming pool as their personal bath tub?
That reminds me a boss I had back in 1999/2000. Those of you that remember the Y2K hoopla will appreciate this. Since I am in the Information Technology field, my task for the Y2K adventure was to plant my butt in a chair out at our local damn. The damn provides Greater Victoria with our drinking water. My job – to ensure that water continued to flow downhill. Yes, you read that correctly. Like the entire world was going to change the direction it spun or something. Maybe the aliens were going to come and flip our axis, I don’t know.
But then, as I look out my window, I see the entry walkway into our little park across the street. It is red brick and just before you come to the cenotaph, there is a large poppy in grey brick. Now, while the thought is beautiful, I can only think that the designer was constipated. Why aren’t the entry bricks grey and the poppy red? Oh well, this and many other things in this world don’t make sense.
One of our other staff members was complaining of a headache. He went to the doctor and was told to loosen his pants as this was causing the headache. Huh????
But this has to be the best – this young lady saw the low oil light come on, so she drove to the gas station, bought a gallon of oil and….
Oh this world we live in… but I can’t think of a better place to live.
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