Making It Up As I Go Along #422

Work on a Tuesday
Uhhh hmmmm mmmm mmmmm.
The silence broken by a co-worker’s throat.

Uhhh hmmmm mmmm mmmmm.
Again... twice within a minute.

Uhhh hmmmm mmmm mmmmm.
Twice a minute... every minute... minute after minute... after hour... after day... after week... after month.

Uhhh hmmmm mmmm mmmmm.
Insanity comes from all kinds of reasons.

Uhhh hmmmm mmmm mmmmm.
An ordinary moment in time driving nice people to thoughts of violence.

Uhhh hmmmm mmmm mmmmm.
He ventures to the bathroom and the office murmurs unheard complaints.
Send him home... shove him in another room... kill him, kill him to make it stop.

Uhhh hmmmm mmmm mmmmm.
His return is met with office silence... unable to voice the issues to the face... issues we all feel.

Uhhh hmmmm mmmm mmmmm.
Who will be first to crack?

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Who will leap to their feet... pointing a Pythonian Reaper finger... “shut up, shut up...”

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Such reaction will be of a hero... accepted by all... praised as legendary for years.

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But it’s not done. Decency clings to the society of work... fraying with each bout... but remaining... for now.

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We discuss his murder... two of us...

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Unviolent by nature...

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plotting a share of the event...

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Pulling the trigger together.
Uhhh hmmmm mmmm mmmmm.
A moment of comradery...

Uhhh hmmmm mmmm mmmmm.
A beauty in the violence of peace.

This is work...
On a Tuesday.



MONDAY...
— Not much sleep last night. Got to sleep around 1:00 and the alarm goes off at 5:30. Oh dear.
— Work goes okay all the same. I’m up and down a lot... that helps. Lunch with Shannon and after work I go to the old slow pitch team’s ball game. Keep score and catch up with some of the old team mates.

TUESDAY...
— Rough day tired wise. I wake at 3:30 this morning and sleep no more. Work is difficult due to two straight poor sleep nights

WEDNESDAY...
— Mornings at work are tough. Even though I slept better last night, very tired until lunch.
— Post lunch earthquake. That doesn’t happen every day. Magnitude 5.0 quake had me first thinking a truck hit the building and then wondering if one of the other buildings in the complex was bombed. We all go outside for half an hour while the buildings are checked out. Work is pretty much done at that point.
— Longest tennis match in history... and it’s still not over. When it’s 59 games a piece in the fifth set, you know there’s something crazy going on. Ten hours of play over two days... day three coming up.

THURSDAY...
— Only thing I will mention is, for the first time ever, I slept through my alarm. Lucky I woke 10 minutes later and looked at the clock.

FRIDAY...
— Exhausting day... the drive home showed it with the feeling as though a massive weight lifts. Lay low and talk on the phone with sister for a while during the NHL Draft.

SATURDAY...
— House day with lots of Playstation baseball. Up early because they told me they’d be around to paint the front door, needing me to open it, between 8:00 and 3:00. Hate the non-narrowed time line. They show just before 1:00.