Friday morning Mr. Hole gave me a lecture on perception and attitude.
"The way you walked out yesterday gives me the perception that you have a negative work attitude."
Huh? With rhetoric like that, who needs grammar?
Translation: I walked out yesterday and it gives him the impression I don't give a shit about my job.
I shrugged and walked out of his office. I imagine I'll be fired any day now.
That's OK. Yesterday I told Mr. Hole that I was pretty disappointed that they had fired my boss, but that if someone was going to replace him, it should have been me. When they bypassed me, it sent a pretty strong signal that I wasn't considered for the position at all and , by extension, had no upward future with the company.
I put it into words that he could understand:
"I get the perception that I am stuck in a permanent dead-end job."
I'm training my replacement next week.
Fuck it. I'll probably have to go back to office temp status again. Who knows? There isn't much that stresses and depresses me as much as looking for work, but I got some good news yesterday too- my grandmother is out of the recovery home and back at her real home!
When she went into hospital the docs said she didn't have a chance but she surprised everyone but herself and got better.
Funny thing, in 2005 the doctors told me they were sure that I was dead , but I wasn't. Three times I died, they said.
I don't remember- I wasn't alive at the time- but I got better.
I guess I got that stubbornness from my granny.
Only one show this weekend:
The Beatles- Across the Universe
God damn it all! I walk in this morning and there are no headphones. It's very hard to do a live radio broadcast without headphones. Calm down...
Nothing's gonna change my world...
Steve Hillage- Saucer Surfing
Listening to Hillage made me spend a lot of money on digital delay FX. It was worth it.
Supertramp- Sister Moonshine
Crisis? What crisis? Nothing's gonna change my world...
Pretty Things- The Letter/Rain
When I got to our meeting place
I stared into empty space
No one here for me
This is a two-part intro to my nine-part trilogy of heartache songs in the second hour of the show. Make sense? Good.
Pete Droge- Find Yourself a Door
Screw doors. Give me a bridge and a can of gasoline.
Brian Eno - Burning Airlines Gives You So Much More
Oh. No.
Point Records Sampler- #4
This is from a Point promo CD. The first 3 tracks are Phillip Glass but the sleeve says: "Includes 5 bonus tracks from the Point catalog."
Nowhere on the sleeve or disc does it say who the bonus tracks are by. Strange way to promote bands- anonymously.
Damien Dempsey- The Jar Song
Ah, Damo...
Led Zeppelin- Dazed and Confused
After all this time, this still sounds great.
10 CC- The Hospital Song
This is for my grandmother, who is no longer in the hospital!
Lou Reed- Satellite of Love
Sigh...
Bruce Cockburn- World of Wonders
Tip o' the dish to the Rube for pointing me at Bruce Cockburn. Let's travel overseas to Canada...
Too bad Bruce sings "fuck" on the first cut- it's awesome.
Rickie Lee Jones- The Real End
This song is dedicated to all my Scorpios, past present and future.
Pentangle- Mirage
This reminds me of something that was too good to be true. This is 120 seconds of aural bliss, then it's over, leaving you wanting more. How could it only last two minutes?
Part one.
Captain Beefheart- Too Much Time
Part two.
Fairport Convention- I'll Keep it With Mine
Part three.
Fiona Joyce- Cry Over You
Part four in my trilogy of heartache, loss, lies and betrayal.
King Crimson- The Night Watch
Where are the headphones?
Eleanor McCovey- Whisper and a Prayer
Part five in my trilogy of heartache, loss, lies, betrayal and unrequited love.
West of Eden- High Ground
You are looking for "total authenticity" on internet dating sites? Good fucking luck with that...part six.
Jethro Tull- Back To the Family
I think you had to be there.
Jefferson Airplane- Come Up the Years
This one is for my teenage Swedish internet girlfriend. Part seven.
Claanad- The Other Side
Sometimes I love this band. Sometimes I don't. I don't know why.
Blonde Redhead- En Particulier
This is for Petra, last seen on a beach in Southern France. Where did you go? We last spoke on my 40th birthday and my emails were never returned...sigh. Eight.
Steeleye Span- One Night as I Lay On My Bed
I have no idea what this song is about. Am I trying to depress the fuck out of myself? Nine.
Loreena McKennitt- Never-ending Road
Sometimes it seems like the never-ending road is a fucking hamster wheel. I'll try not to think about that...maybe a quiet song will calm me down. It's too early for a goddamn panic attack, but thinking about... and...and ...well, it's messing up my head.
Anuna- Sleepsong
How about six minutes of ambient choral music? Better than pills!
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Have you ever tried to explain blogging to an 87-year-old woman? How'd that go?
I haven't told my grandmother about blog and how much it means to me, but I did tell her that a lot of my friends have been sending their get-well wishes and prayers to her. That made her happy.
She says thanks and so do I . Thanks!
8 comments:
Oh, man! I think I'm getting PTSD just from reading about Mr. Hole's inspirational talks with you.
It's great to hear that your Granma is back home.
When my Mom had her stroke (on a Sunday) the doctors said she wouldn't last past that Wednesday. HAH! She lived another five years and eventually taught herself to talk again! These were the "bonus years" as my Dad called them.
There'll always be another dead-end job; there's just one of this particular Grandma, though.
Best of everything to everyone on your end, pal.
as always, a spectacular selection.
i'm SO glad your granny is so much better!
tell the new boss to stick his attitude where it fits best...
since i never gave a fuck if i got fired or not..I would have told him by the way he sits at his desk lets me know he has his head up his ass...dip shit...be strong..there is a job out there with your name on it..i know this for sure..the goddess told me..
Well,,,, could you collect unemployment?
Great news about Gramma!
Crappy news about the job.
Don't you just love it when they give you the party line straight out of the "How to fuck over an employee" manual..
once when i was fired there was trainee in the room learning how to fire someone. my parting words were, "at least i never stole anything" leaving the pricks with the impression that there were a lot of thieves left on the payroll.
if i had a rocket launcher.....
I'm so glad to hear your grandmother is on the mend. Good news, indeed. But ACK about the job. I'm sorry and I hope it's a "one door shuts and another door opens" situation.
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