Friday, September 22, 2006

Trouble at Work

I'm in ten kinds of trouble at work. I was supposed to be in on Monday, of course, but then I went to Ape Camp instead. And I could have just called in sick, but because part of this whole Ape thing is extreme honesty, I called Ed Vanderboom (the boss of me) and told him I was going to Ape Camp. This morning he called me into his cube and he said I had to make a decision about my priorities.

I'd also brought in all these dubs of the speech and some brochures to give to everybody, and he didn't like that either. I hate to say hate, but I really kind of hate that guy.

It's not even like it's much of a job. I sort bags that come down a chute in the chute room, for crying out loud. It's not like skilled labor, or anything. I used to say a chimp could do it (I really did, I called it "chimp work"), but that was before I knew anything about The Cigar Smoking Ape.

I wish I could get ahold of Bazbo. Bazbo's this girl I met at Ape Camp. She was our Unit Leader, and she's really cool, I like her a lot. But she's still at the site breaking things down and won't be back until Sunday. I don't know what I'll do if I lose this job, I'm kinda check to check as it is.

All right, I'd better go finish my lunch break and get back to it.

A decision about my priorities. Can you believe that? The dude's not even close to Ape. He's non-Ape.


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