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Not that I am mad (well, I am half-Irish and we are the men that God made mad), pissed off at the world, or reveling in a Napoleon complex. Nope, nothing like that at all. Quite simply, I love the colour red.
And, well, I have gone to another time and place now - but the writing is still funny and thought provoking and visible to one and all who chose to go looking for it.
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bemused is more the word....................
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Posted:Jul 5, 2005 7:37 pm
Last Updated:Jul 12, 2013 7:01 pm
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I said that I am "amused" but really the word I am looking for is bemused. The manufacturing world is crumbling underfoot more and more each day and everyone is running for cover.
And yet I watch the people who are supposedly highly trained and who warrant a level of income to which me (and the ex-wife) can only dream of attaining, constantly bury their heads in the sands of denial. (Actually the ex-wife is pretty good as ex-wives go.)
So that should set the tone of my day. I got to explain to a senior manager making three times what I make that "no, I cannot fit more than 24 hours per day into a manufacturing plan". To my favourite blogger Lyoness - does this sound familiar.
So now I am sitting here listening to good music (Gorillaz, the Veils, Jeff Buckley), having a nice vodka and orange, eating a really good home made pasta, and reading some really good blogs.
What I really need is that woman who knows how to deliver the best neck and leg massages. Those are my two key stress points and they are locked up solid right now.
And just think............tomorrow I will get to go and do it all over again.
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So why call it the "diary of a village idiot" ?
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Posted:Jul 4, 2005 4:42 pm
Last Updated:Jul 4, 2006 1:17 pm
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And the answer is why not.
I am hoping to throw out some unusual observations on my life, on corporate life in a struggling company (it sucks), on divorced life as a single dad, and on being english on the west coast of the US.
As to being the village idiot, if I am not that then I have a big cartoon balloon with the words "SUCKER" permanantly stuck to the middle of my forehead.
I am the guy who gets the call when women I know are moving and need someone to hump boxes (plus I have a truck). I posted my profession as a mathematician (true) and I got requests for help with math homework.
Now, I know that I am not a dog. In fact, I am pretty good looking and above average in the intelligence department. The problem is that I am just too nice.
So, ladies, answer a nice guy, is there such a thing a guy who is too nice, too kind and too respectful? I tried being an arsehole but it just isn't me. I cannot treat people the way that I have been treated.
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