A Tale of Boredom
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| From: | ---- (--------------@hotmail.com) |
| Sent: | June 29, 2009 4:37:21 PM |
| To: | The Real Deal |
Sitting at my computer desk, browsing the internet like an assassin, undetected by all who walk past, I fall upon a Red Light District website in Amsterdam. Curiosity becomes my ally as I plunge into the seedy information and pirated pictures of the legendary district. I furiously search the site, trying to absorb all the lewdness without being bothered by halfwit customers and some of my defective coworkers.
A Tale of Boredom (pt 2)
| From: | ----(--------------@hotmail.com) |
| Sent: | July 2, 2009 4:08:45 PM |
| To: | The Real Deal |
Quietly eating my lunch at a vacant table, away from some of the horrible scum I work with, I mind my own business. Like a rabid hyena, I eat left over pork chops from last night's BBQ. No time for utensils since my break has been delayed for over an hour due to the legendary futility of my "peers". Finally, I am able to feast in peace, no disruptions, no bothers, simply a man and three perfectly cooked pork chops with a side of salad and this delicious little cupcake I stole from my girlfriend.
A Tale of Boredom- Horror Revisited
| From: | ---- (--------------@hotmail.com) |
| Sent: | July 3, 2009 12:46:17 PM |
| To: | The Real Deal |
I'm glad this makes you laugh because it drives me to certain insanity. I'll take a picture for you one day...you'll never sleep again
Ahhh it's Friday. Prospects of weekend silliness are on the horizon. Customers are oddly pleasant today, frolicking around the store singing "tralalalala". Fridays are half days...glorious days where nothing ever really gets done because, well, it's the weekend and who gives a shit. Time is flying, horrifying clouds are gathering outside but even a temper mental Mother Nature cannot ruin this day.
A Tale of Boredom-Shameless Stupidity Renewed
| From: | ---- (--------------@hotmail.com) |
| Sent: | September 14, 2009 2:18:35 PM |
| To: | The Real Deal |
Things have been quiet since our triumphant return from an insane European adventure. I have dealt with halfwit customers asking me ridiculous questions about products they have literally made up as they walked towards me, I have watched children completely self-destruct when being told "no, you cannot have that Hannah Montana/Jonas Brothers schoolbag" and I have, with as much success as humanly possible, put up with the bantering mess that is my Sales Manager. Alas, the good times cannot last forever and reality ultimately reared its ugly head at me again.
A Tale of Boredom- Horror Resurrected
| From: | ---- (--------------@hotmail.com) |
| Sent: | November 5, 2009 1:58:03 PM |
| To: | The Real Deal |
I woke up at the unholy hour of 4:30 AM this morning because I had to be at work for 6 AM. I am not a morning person at 10 AM, let alone waking up while normal people are still in bed and freaks still roam the streets. Whatever, that's why they pay me the big bucks. I get in for 6, do what I have to do and by the grace of some divine being, that monster ------- is not in. Sweet! I may not have to deal with her half-bright antics for a full 6 hours. This day might not be as bad as I thought after all.