Need one of them fag guys...
I thought I'd share this with everyone. I thought it was pretty funny. BIG BOSS 3 and I are rearranging his office the other day, last Wednesday I think it was (but that's neither here nor there), and he looks at me and says: "you know what I need? One of them fag guys, you know the 'Queer Eye for the Straight Guy' bitches. I need to get one of them to decorate my office, cause I can't do it myself. Know where I can find one?"
Now, I'm not out at work. If I was to come, I would lose my job. It's not anything too horrible, but I did sign a contract and take an oath that I would not be gay. Hehe, kinda lied there. So when any gya jokes are made, I have to bite my tongue. You know how hard that is for me. I've been secretly fuming for the last 4 years. But as I've been saying there is only one year left on my contract. I've been doing this for 4 years, what's one more? I have my personal life and my friends.
So when I was asked if I knew where to find one I could only laugh at the irony and tell BIG BOSS 3 'No'. Of course, I have been listening to Josh Groban at work. I think that might be a BIG clue. Oh well, I just might be happier. No, I really love my job. Seriously. I love everything except for not being able to be who I am. And maybe some of the people. But I love the work, the pace of work (when there's actually something to do), and the pyshical activity.
See, I'm lazy. If it wasn't for the forced pyschical activity I would never leave my bedroom. I go out and run on my own every once and a while, but not enough to keep me as thin as I am or as healthy. It takes a lot to keep your blood pressure at 116/62, a little lower than the average 120/80, but low enough to make my doctor test my blood oxygen level. It was 96% in case you were wondering. I'm rather healthy considering that I used to smoke like a damned chimney and I have horrible sinuses.
I haven't had a really chance to fuck with anyone today. It's been a short day (I didn't get into the office until 9) and I've actually been working. No, I really have. I'll post more if something comes up.
Now, I'm not out at work. If I was to come, I would lose my job. It's not anything too horrible, but I did sign a contract and take an oath that I would not be gay. Hehe, kinda lied there. So when any gya jokes are made, I have to bite my tongue. You know how hard that is for me. I've been secretly fuming for the last 4 years. But as I've been saying there is only one year left on my contract. I've been doing this for 4 years, what's one more? I have my personal life and my friends.
So when I was asked if I knew where to find one I could only laugh at the irony and tell BIG BOSS 3 'No'. Of course, I have been listening to Josh Groban at work. I think that might be a BIG clue. Oh well, I just might be happier. No, I really love my job. Seriously. I love everything except for not being able to be who I am. And maybe some of the people. But I love the work, the pace of work (when there's actually something to do), and the pyshical activity.
See, I'm lazy. If it wasn't for the forced pyschical activity I would never leave my bedroom. I go out and run on my own every once and a while, but not enough to keep me as thin as I am or as healthy. It takes a lot to keep your blood pressure at 116/62, a little lower than the average 120/80, but low enough to make my doctor test my blood oxygen level. It was 96% in case you were wondering. I'm rather healthy considering that I used to smoke like a damned chimney and I have horrible sinuses.
I haven't had a really chance to fuck with anyone today. It's been a short day (I didn't get into the office until 9) and I've actually been working. No, I really have. I'll post more if something comes up.
posted by Unsigned @ 12:00 PM
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