The cube

lunchtime. the break room (which is bullshit, i have never heard of taking at break unless you smoke... im thinking about taking it up) is where the 3 microwaves for 39 people on this floor rest. not so bad when my soup takes 90 seconds to warm up, but the 4 course "requires different stages of heating and taking plastic off and poking holes and you might as well be microwaving a 23 pound turkey in my opinion, its not even that healthy anyways" meal in a box is a bit irksome. there are 2 refridgerators and 3 microwaves. if you filled both those refridgerators, it would take about 2 hours to warm it all up, but luckily there is only 45 minutes for lunch. there are alternatives; pb & j. thats about it. unless you want to be like the guy who forgot his lunch today and you walk by his cubicle and he is looking at pictures of sandwiches... just about the most depressing thing i have ever seen. (this stuff honestly happens, i couldnt make that up)

it is about 55 degrees underneath this air conditioning vent. cubes are not condusive to letting sunlight in to warm you up, not that it matters today, its gonna rain. maybe it is raining, these cubes are also not condusive to seeing outside. they are, however, condusive to hearts.

so there is a losers pool being started amongst the shovel division. the way it works is you pay 10 bucks and then each week you have to pick one team to lose. when you are wrong, you are out. last man standing wins. so the money is due today and they guy came around and scared the life out of me because i was writing this thing and listening to the beatles on full blast. i had a good head-bob interrupted by him putting his hand in front of my face. so, theres that. he reminded me that "if you want to get in the losers pool its the last day to get your 10 bucks in" i informed him that unfortunatly, i am a winner.

he didnt catch the humor and just thought i was serious and said ok and walked away. hah, wow, im an ass. truth is i dont have 10 bucks, which means i do not have enough money to get into the losers pool, which makes me feel like that much more of a loser. although noone wants to hang out with a pool full of losers so i guess i got out of that.

if you think about it, back when "birthday" came out by the beatles, how freaking obnoxious was it every time you were at a birthday, they played that song nomatter what. i bet for 10 solid years that was the only song you heard, and it actually made you hate your birthday after a while, because you were the reason the song was on.

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