Daren, 8 months before he turns 26, has found a new job. He wouldn’t say what the job is, but he can tell you that there aren’t any seats for him to sit at work. He can sit if he wants to. But he is too shy to do that.
So what he does is he pretends to walk around the office. Every time he spots someone become aware of him standing awkward in the office, he goes to the pantry and fills himself a glass of water. And that makes him consumes 15 glasses of water a day. 7 more than an average human being is suppose to drink.
Daren doesn’t want to drink more than an average human being. He is trying to find a better way to walk away from his standing awkwardness in the office. He has tried going to the bathroom. But the bathroom is constantly not available. He has also tried talking to the cleaning lady. But there really isn’t anything in common between the two of them. They have talked about the weather, the refrigerator, and the alley cats behind the work place. Now Daren has ran out of topics to start a conversation.
We invite you to write in, to give Daren some ideas to liberate his standing dilemma in the office.
If the above information would at any moment gives you the impression that the job is crap, I am most apologetic and would be in no doubt to tell you that Daren loves his new job. He really does. No, I mean it. Really.
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
You And A Day Called Wednesday
You made yourself a gigantic cup of tea. You are trying to make yourself to pee as much as you could. For some odd reason, you think you are falling sick. But you are not completely sure of it. You can never be sure of anything. Because nobody can.
You are drinking the gigantic cup of tea and you know you have to write this fast. For some really odd reason, you are also sharing the desk with 36 people. It will be good to finish up right now. Because if someone catches you writing this, they will be mad at you. You don't want people to be mad at you. Do you?
The day is long. Life is crap. And you are fat.
You are drinking the gigantic cup of tea and you know you have to write this fast. For some really odd reason, you are also sharing the desk with 36 people. It will be good to finish up right now. Because if someone catches you writing this, they will be mad at you. You don't want people to be mad at you. Do you?
The day is long. Life is crap. And you are fat.
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