Prelude: This blog was due to be completed on Wednesday coz it was a holiday here in Japan. Don't ask me for what. Me doth not know.My boss here tried explaining me about it being something related to Spring. Didn't get it. Didn't bother to. I'm not one of those "get to know the reason behind everything" people. As long as its an off, i don't care if its for spring, for summer, or because some lousy old long-lost comet has finally has finally found its way to ram into their favorite place earth, or atleast as Hollywood has me believe, The New York City!
Wednesday came and Wednesday passed and what did i do? Well, to sum it up in a line plagiarized from The Eagles and disgustingly mutilated: "For the record, I never hibernated. I just took a 1 day sleep vacation!" (Contact me in private and under oath of secrecy I'll tell you what the original is)
End of prelude
Getting back to my grey-shaded memories saga, as i said, once out of college, i neither had blackboards nor the audience. So it was a temporary hiatus from graffiti, the instincts being intact though. Life went on. I got married and once again in life, I had it all; a pretty wife, a wonderful kid and a decent job. Fairy-tailish stuff.
Trouble began when i got a new boss at work. He was the sort of a guy you'd like to use all the beep words and their derivatives that you know, to qualify. For god knows what reason, i was his pick of the lot. What followed was pure, simple, sadistic torture. I couldn't take it any more. My life was definitely not heading in the right direction. While on one hand i had this boss of mine making me feel what hell is all about, on the other hand, my kid wasn't exactly putting his inherited creativity to constructive use.
Finally, it struck! I got fired the next day, the reason for which I'll never come to know. My only remote guess is that they didn't find the "flush well after use" that I'd written on my boss' chamber, too funny. More was to follow though. I come home and see my kid back from school way early than usual. An almost-ready-to-burst look on my wife's face told me something wasn't too right. Then the facts came out. My kid got kicked out of school for leaving a note in his book to his teacher saying "Your teaching sucks but that ain't no reflection on you bybe". There you go. Double whammy!
Anyways, my wife blamed me and and my penchant for disaster-invitingly funny writing for our kid's behavior, for me losing my job, for everything. She left with the kid never to be back again...sob sob...hankies please. Nope, the clean ones if you don't mind....
Well, that's how it all ended. I swore to be normal and never to get into such writing stuff again, come what may...So ladies and gentlemen, now you see why it was difficult for me to convince myself to take up blogging.
But then again, some people, you see, are just incorrigible...
p.s. There's a typo way up there..Its a "comet has finally has finally found its way".. Rather than correcting this, i'll leave the 2 'finally's in consideration of those comets who, before beginning their journey, went to a buddy comet's "I made that planet pee in its pants" party, had more shots of bitti vodka than usual, are now seeing a couple of more earths than what actually are, and are really really confused about which one to hic! errr... i mean hit!.
Wednesday came and Wednesday passed and what did i do? Well, to sum it up in a line plagiarized from The Eagles and disgustingly mutilated: "For the record, I never hibernated. I just took a 1 day sleep vacation!" (Contact me in private and under oath of secrecy I'll tell you what the original is)
End of prelude
Getting back to my grey-shaded memories saga, as i said, once out of college, i neither had blackboards nor the audience. So it was a temporary hiatus from graffiti, the instincts being intact though. Life went on. I got married and once again in life, I had it all; a pretty wife, a wonderful kid and a decent job. Fairy-tailish stuff.
Trouble began when i got a new boss at work. He was the sort of a guy you'd like to use all the beep words and their derivatives that you know, to qualify. For god knows what reason, i was his pick of the lot. What followed was pure, simple, sadistic torture. I couldn't take it any more. My life was definitely not heading in the right direction. While on one hand i had this boss of mine making me feel what hell is all about, on the other hand, my kid wasn't exactly putting his inherited creativity to constructive use.
Finally, it struck! I got fired the next day, the reason for which I'll never come to know. My only remote guess is that they didn't find the "flush well after use" that I'd written on my boss' chamber, too funny. More was to follow though. I come home and see my kid back from school way early than usual. An almost-ready-to-burst look on my wife's face told me something wasn't too right. Then the facts came out. My kid got kicked out of school for leaving a note in his book to his teacher saying "Your teaching sucks but that ain't no reflection on you bybe". There you go. Double whammy!
Anyways, my wife blamed me and and my penchant for disaster-invitingly funny writing for our kid's behavior, for me losing my job, for everything. She left with the kid never to be back again...sob sob...hankies please. Nope, the clean ones if you don't mind....
Well, that's how it all ended. I swore to be normal and never to get into such writing stuff again, come what may...So ladies and gentlemen, now you see why it was difficult for me to convince myself to take up blogging.
But then again, some people, you see, are just incorrigible...
p.s. There's a typo way up there..Its a "comet has finally has finally found its way".. Rather than correcting this, i'll leave the 2 'finally's in consideration of those comets who, before beginning their journey, went to a buddy comet's "I made that planet pee in its pants" party, had more shots of bitti vodka than usual, are now seeing a couple of more earths than what actually are, and are really really confused about which one to hic! errr... i mean hit!.
3 comments:
Life sometimes kicks you in places where the sun dont shine ,muh man!
(unless you happen to be a member of the Kachahakiilla tribe in central African plains)
Take em like a man...whimper only in private...and in your case bleed some ink on the blaahg.
PS.
If you are really the worthy loser kinds...u could check the alimony scene and see if u can get sumthin outta that wife of urs..
For the record, We never Split. We just took a 12 year vacation! :)
PS: Spent 2 hrs reading all these old blogs.. :) Felt nostalgic after reading those japan incidents :(
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