it’s lucky for me that we’re friends

Dear Friends,

Oh dear, how long has it been? Now I’m standing here, ready to read your magazines and smoke all your cigarettes.

No, that’s not true, I’m channeling a Pulp song. I really like that song.

At any rate, I have been uberbusy with the new job – at which I was officially made full-time (yay!) so in the new year, I will be able to participate in a 401(k) and medical benefits, which is so wonderful. I’m still getting used to the whole “working” while at work thing – as opposed to knitting and watching movies for 8 hours a day while waiting for the phone to ring. One of my former co-workers (of I Miss My Sanity, just click over to the right there) told me that she couldn’t believe that we used to complain about the job, which got me to thinking:

  • no matter what, you have to work with jerks 
  • no matter what, your bosses are morons
  • no matter what, you tend to get bored out of your skull

And yes, the old job had the jerks, we questioned the bosses’ mental capacity daily, and the job was excessively boring. I mean, sure, it’s great to get paid double time while taking 3 phone calls in an eight-hour shift, and I got a real crapload of knitting accomplished, but my brain turned to mush, and it wasn’t (completely) because of the caliber of movies I was watching.

Now, I am almost constantly busy, almost to the point where I’m wondering, “am I the only one doing any work around here??” And yes, a couple of the people are jerks, I do wonder about one of the bosses, and I do get to a point where if I have to talk to another jerk on the phone I will smack someone into next week, but I smile and chat them up nicely and then call them a nasty name under my breath after I hang up the phone.

I have no time to watch movies at work now, so I watch them at home, and the caliber is no different. I’ve actually been watching documentaries on the history of porn and porn stars, which has been disappointing to the Hubster because well, dang it, it’s a documentary and not actual porn.

Poor guy.

Seriously, remember Jack Wrangler? I just watched a great docu about him. He was the gay porn star in the 70’s, then he went to straight porn in the 80’s, and now he’s married to a chanteuse 20 years his senior and he’s directing Dinner Theatre, among other things. Talk about constantly reinventing yourself! Now I want to see all his movies. I also want to see all of John Holmes’ movies too, but I think I’ll have to watch those with the sound off. I’ve seen a short John Holmes movie and I can’t stand to hear him talk. Rather arrogant, in fact.

Arrogance does nothing to cover up lack of intelligence.

Wait . . . am I talking about bosses or porn stars?

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About The Knitting Cinephile

I'm obsessed with good yarn, bad movies, and the Hubster.
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3 Responses to it’s lucky for me that we’re friends

  1. poolagirl says:

    Nice to see you back! Enjoy the holidays, okay?

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  2. artgnome says:

    job stuff sounds good. glad that you are feeling better and are back in the world participating. I hope you had a very merry and blessed christmas! xo

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  3. Shelley says:

    I know this is way late, but I’m glad the job is working out for you. That last line, about John Holmes? Arrogance is no cover for intelligence? That reminded me of someone. He was really short, and his name started with Elie. 🙂

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