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interesting, as always.
the Big Guys (not the local po-po) were intently watching a certain guest. said guest was a very pleasant looking gentleman, checked in alone the night before, and paid cash. my friend B, of the DEA, showed up bright and early on my shift, and i knew something was up.
he wasn't sure of who they were looking for, so we put our heads together and came up with a pretty good guess. B hung out in the breakfast room, sitting by the window and snapping pictures. there was some coming and going, a car switch, and a visitor. tapes were handed over, phones calls made and returned, phone records pulled, and it finally ended today.
i think someone's in BIG TROUBLE. i think there's a great deal of illegal substance (of the white variety, and behind the white comes the guns) and i think it's scary shit. i think i did the right thing, and i think i pulled it off. i also think i really, REALLY need to get the fuck out of here.
reality TV has got NOTHING on this place.
it's very frightening to me that all this shit is just so commonplace, and i don't want to get used to it, do you see? i don't want to think, oh, this is just another day, when that's exactly how i feel.
****
*sigh*
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i booked a group of kids traveling back home from the Louisiana area after working post-Katrina. lovely, lovely people, really. their group leader (i know for a fact i have underwears older than this girl) was very sweet, and brought me a school T-shirt with a quote on it from John Donne to thank me for all my help.
it was a very Lovely Moment.
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there is more work. YAY! she asked me today if i would like more, and i said hell, yeah. this is Most Excellent.
right now i have to figure out what i've received, what i've done, and what's left. i smell a spreadsheet (which i should have been doing all along, bad netta! bad, BAD.)
****
Buddy had his meeting, and Mack Daddy was crying like a little girl because he banned cell phones. omg, the attitude was stinking to high heaven, and Buddy and i had a long talk this afternoon when everyone was gone and it was quiet.
he says, dey git dat attitude, ah'm goan say sumpin. it doan git bettah, dey gone. ah doan kerr, he says. ah still have my job, an mah keedz iz gittin fed, mah fambly cool. ah gots twenny uthah peeps dat wanna job. dey kin go.
see, it's laik dis, he says. ah haired em cuz ah know dere backgroun. aint none of em eber had a job. (i'm flabbergasted here, but i keep quiet. i'm not asking how they made a living before this. i know this is a peek inside that few people get.) aint none of em eber have a job befo, not eben Gangsta. dis is dere firs job.
ah'm da big brotha, an i got you here sos you kin make sumpin of yosef, and dis is how you do me? in mah own house? no. you doan laik it, you kin go. ah'm keepin mah job. i feed mah keedz.
****
i know Gem worries about what will happen here when she goes. i worry too. but i also know these people are adaptable if they're nothing else, and that they will be okay.
the maintenance guy told me today the only way he'd stay is if i took manager. i told him he'd better start looking for another job too, because that ain't happening. he looked at me and was that reproach in his eyes? might have been.
then again, he was still drunk from last night. could have been that.
heh.
****
it has gotten so bitterly cold from my knees down it feels like i've been beaten with a baseball bat. i hate that feeling.
sparky now has an infection in her OTHER eye.
the resume is giving me fits.
Resident Evil is on and there's zombies. i think they're zombies.
weird. and srsly creepy.
****
and finally, i am MUY EXCITED that the Giants are going to beat the boogers out of Green Bay tomorrow. i am so wired, and i can't wait to watch the game out of the corner of one eye with the mute on.
heh.
****
wow. this movie is nuts. it's freaking me.
YIKES.
i just bit all my fingernails.
Check out TSB for the most legal fun you can have with your clothes on.
the Big Guys (not the local po-po) were intently watching a certain guest. said guest was a very pleasant looking gentleman, checked in alone the night before, and paid cash. my friend B, of the DEA, showed up bright and early on my shift, and i knew something was up.
he wasn't sure of who they were looking for, so we put our heads together and came up with a pretty good guess. B hung out in the breakfast room, sitting by the window and snapping pictures. there was some coming and going, a car switch, and a visitor. tapes were handed over, phones calls made and returned, phone records pulled, and it finally ended today.
i think someone's in BIG TROUBLE. i think there's a great deal of illegal substance (of the white variety, and behind the white comes the guns) and i think it's scary shit. i think i did the right thing, and i think i pulled it off. i also think i really, REALLY need to get the fuck out of here.
reality TV has got NOTHING on this place.
it's very frightening to me that all this shit is just so commonplace, and i don't want to get used to it, do you see? i don't want to think, oh, this is just another day, when that's exactly how i feel.
****
*sigh*
****
i booked a group of kids traveling back home from the Louisiana area after working post-Katrina. lovely, lovely people, really. their group leader (i know for a fact i have underwears older than this girl) was very sweet, and brought me a school T-shirt with a quote on it from John Donne to thank me for all my help.
it was a very Lovely Moment.
****
there is more work. YAY! she asked me today if i would like more, and i said hell, yeah. this is Most Excellent.
right now i have to figure out what i've received, what i've done, and what's left. i smell a spreadsheet (which i should have been doing all along, bad netta! bad, BAD.)
****
Buddy had his meeting, and Mack Daddy was crying like a little girl because he banned cell phones. omg, the attitude was stinking to high heaven, and Buddy and i had a long talk this afternoon when everyone was gone and it was quiet.
he says, dey git dat attitude, ah'm goan say sumpin. it doan git bettah, dey gone. ah doan kerr, he says. ah still have my job, an mah keedz iz gittin fed, mah fambly cool. ah gots twenny uthah peeps dat wanna job. dey kin go.
see, it's laik dis, he says. ah haired em cuz ah know dere backgroun. aint none of em eber had a job. (i'm flabbergasted here, but i keep quiet. i'm not asking how they made a living before this. i know this is a peek inside that few people get.) aint none of em eber have a job befo, not eben Gangsta. dis is dere firs job.
ah'm da big brotha, an i got you here sos you kin make sumpin of yosef, and dis is how you do me? in mah own house? no. you doan laik it, you kin go. ah'm keepin mah job. i feed mah keedz.
****
i know Gem worries about what will happen here when she goes. i worry too. but i also know these people are adaptable if they're nothing else, and that they will be okay.
the maintenance guy told me today the only way he'd stay is if i took manager. i told him he'd better start looking for another job too, because that ain't happening. he looked at me and was that reproach in his eyes? might have been.
then again, he was still drunk from last night. could have been that.
heh.
****
it has gotten so bitterly cold from my knees down it feels like i've been beaten with a baseball bat. i hate that feeling.
sparky now has an infection in her OTHER eye.
the resume is giving me fits.
Resident Evil is on and there's zombies. i think they're zombies.
weird. and srsly creepy.
****
and finally, i am MUY EXCITED that the Giants are going to beat the boogers out of Green Bay tomorrow. i am so wired, and i can't wait to watch the game out of the corner of one eye with the mute on.
heh.
****
wow. this movie is nuts. it's freaking me.
YIKES.
i just bit all my fingernails.
Check out TSB for the most legal fun you can have with your clothes on.
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