Old English, Spinning Timelessly

Old memories, friends, sentimental items, things that are still being lamented about. Drop the melody and let the light shine though. Yes, that was meant to sound as southern gospel as possible in order to spice up your life, as a spice girl in the 90's put it. Today a woman came down to the lowly accounting office and demanded we give her the quarter that was recently stolen from her by the tampon machine. It took everything I could then muster up not to laugh hysterically while falling on the ground. She was completely upset that her lady needs had been put on hold by a quarter eating machine and demanded we right the situation IMMEDIATELY. 

"I bid you good day sir." 

A new office friend of mine, Tim Molsberry, have been discussing all things from literary works to the piracy in Somalia to surfing, of which he did as a teen in Hawaii, to the death wish of people who have tattoos and smoke cigarettes. This death wish being my favorite topic as he pegged me being the kid who enjoys the casual smoke whilst drinking, once every blue moon as the phrase goes. Tim is well read, has lived in most every different demographic state-wise, and has been in the same department but more importantly job, for the past 22 years. That kind of restriction, monotony, boredom, etc etc etc would leav

e me hanging with shit all over my dead body(that's what happens after death by hanging.) The man is very interesting to talk to and has been around for 58 years, works for him is all I have come up with. Some people, my east-coast douche of an offic

e supervisor, belittles and ridicules the man. This is the 

on uncool individual in the entire office. 

Went to what is known as a "rail jam" last evening. They setup a rail for skiers and snowboarders to slide down any which way for one hour while people watch and take photos. Happy to say I helped the park crew out making this event a success and was offered a job in the process, the parks manager claiming I was "more useful than most of these burnouts." Ha we later enjoyed a beer talking about the non-office staff, including some in the office, not knowing proper english. Being born and raised in Montana without formal education, he was well versed in english and well read. Surprising. Think the worst so that when expectations grow past the bottom rung, the day is then made a miracle.