
Faeridrops's Web Journal
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How Can You Help Tsunami Victims
Have you ever just felt like going into your job and blowing everything to pieces? I have. In fact I have felt like this all week. I tire of listening to the martyrs, the false go-getters and such. I tire of doing work only to have someone else take credit for it. I tire of working with certain members of management, who have NO CLUE as to what they are doing. I tire of miscommunication that leads to break downs internally and externally. I tire of hissy fits, tears and gossip. I tire of power trips and lack of accountability.
Therefore I have decided that it would be better to just take everyone out of their supposed misery and bomb the place. LOL. A little dark humor does wonders for my day. Such dark humor has also led me to a slightly embarrassing scene:
I was discussing my evil plot with a few members of my dysfunctional step family (aka my job). As the joke progressed it became more and more twisted, as different people added little annotations. At one point I mentioned that I would act as a sniper on top of a building. As certain people passed I would let go on my machete. I made noises that sounded like a cartoon version of a machine gun. Everyone just kind of stopped and stared at me. I figured that they were shocked that I would ever say anything like that. This tends to be a favorite joke of mine (during my dark hours) and I always get an audience full of blank faces. Such was the case now. I fell to the ground laughing so hard. Everyone started to laugh with me (later I discovered it was at me) and we had a jolly time for a good 5 min. At some point in the day a close friend pulled me aside and explained the error in my ways.
Um….yeah…it never occurred to me that a machete is actually a knife and not a gun. Therefore my skit that I have been using over the last couple of years, seems somewhat ludicrous at the moment. I tried to save face. I responded like a know-it-all. “Of course a machete is a gun. Duh? Did you think I did not know that???” I then attempted to revise my skit and turn it into a joke. I explained that what I meant, was that I would throw the machete from the top of the building ( I created the whirring sound again-as if a flying machete resembled an unloading machine gun). It would strike my victim and then I would yell- “Hey can you throw that back up!” hmmm… no laughter…so now I look like an even bigger idiot and no one caught the joke. Maybe instead of blowing the building up I should just concentrate on myself. LOL.
oh ya !!! just insert weapon of choice !!!
Oh I hate it when that happens and it is SO embarrasing! Just shake it off and hope they don't think you have a screw lose. Anyway I really enjoyed reading that and it is great to be able to laugh at yourself and then ellaborate on the scenerio to fix the situation. I wish you all the luck in future funny stories that you may tell to other people! take care now!