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Thursday, March 03, 2005

The 4th Business Day

The fourth business day of each month is a hectic day at the company I work for. I guess I could call it "my company" or "the firm", but I don't consider it such. It's a building with walls where people with boobs and penises arrive in the morning, sit at their desks, eat lunch, mope around, then go home. Just to be clear, the people with boobs do not also have penises, to the best of my knowledge. When I use the term "boobs", I refer to the feminine version. A man has bitch-tits, not boobs. There really are so many word paths that people can erroneously walk down that you have to make sure we're all on the same page. I have never seen any of the penises. Nor the boobs for that matter, but you get a rough idea based on seeing someone in various forms of dress ona daily basis. I work with older people. It's not sexy environment. This really has gone off the mark.

Now that we've got that out of the way, I can do something otherworldly, like perhaps get to the point. I have none, and even if I did I fear I would be sitting here all day rife with word definitions as in the paragraph above. The problem with language is that everyone uses it at their disposal as opposed to how it's supposed to be used. Then again. perhaps there is no standard use. Hell, even the dictionary tends to have 3-10 meanings for every word. Sort of puts a damper on basic communication when you have so many ways to interpret a sentence. Without the added dimension of intonation and word stress, you are really left with nothing more than a guess as to what the writer's meaning actually is. Luckily, I have nothing pertinent to say.

Speaking of which, the English language takes an absolute beating in my work place. Whale Foot, as I like to call her, is the worst offender. Her Russian-English bark-an-expression is the sole reason I brought headphones to work. There, I have brought it semi-back to my point, since she will undoubtedly be there tomorrow.

Oh, but I digress, as I always do. I'm at paragrpah 4 which is as far as I want to let myself get with these blogs. Frogs. Hogs. The Trogs. Lou-E! Tomorrow is the 4th business day of the month, which means that I have to be there, such that if/when something goes wrong, I can prove it wasn't my fault. That's the way it goes there. If someone isn't there, it's going to get pinned on that person. Of course, it's never my fault because I'm surrounded by assholes, like Dark Helmet. I'm often able to point to where the fault lies, however.

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