jesus fucking christ
so not only have i not drafted a post in weeks, i haven’t even fucking read my cocksucking rss reader in weeks. WTF?
wow that feels good.
right, so yeah, i’ve been busier than a whore at a actuary convention (ok that doesn’t make sense they’d know the probability of catching something, but work with me). in a matter of a few short weeks, it seems i’ve been catapulted in to actual adulthood. my job, hitherto known as a non job, is actually demanding, and moreover, demanding i leave the house EVERYDAY. strike that EVERY FUCKING DAY. i know spend something of the order of 16 hrs a week on trains, and at least 10 of those hours are sober. it’s killing me. what’s worse, is people seem to think i have some sort of something to add to their businesses, something happened when i wasn’t looking and my role changed. well at least at the DFTU client, suddenly i’m not actually in charge of doing shit, but make sure the shit was done. it’s totally fucking with my head. i keep going to do the shit myself. it’s bizarre. I don’t quite get how i got here. On my other project, the one that has be going to glamorous yonkers NY, has me doing more of the grunt work i love to hate, but even so–i have senior people with 30+ years of domain experience, looking to me for direction and input. fucking insane.
on top of this natty is full time at the hospital, while she hasn’t confirmed that it’s just like scrubs but she hasn’t denied it either. what i’ve been doing is sprinting to the train station in the morning after the sitter du jour arrives and then working at the DFTU client for a while, then leaving early and (this time literally) running to the train. oddly enough i think i’m getting some sort of shape. I f i didn’t drink 82 beers a night when i get back to the fort/get on dad duty, i might actually loose some weight. all in all, it’s like a fucking non stop stress fest from oh, 5:17 am until the capt crashes out at 10:38 pm. do you feel the it people? i’m king of the fucking world.
“jefke, you seem a bit manic”Manic? MANIC? (2nd use of all caps in one post) i feel like fucking clark griswald when they’re sitting in the car in the rain trying to decide what to do with dead aunt edna. “jefke, do you want a tylenol?—–Don’t TOUCH!!” (3rd time).
ok i’m being overly dramatic-(ha i know, go figure!) but really, i fucking feel like i’m totally just pulling this shit off and granted right now, no one knows that i’m totally fumbling through it-but in reality one little thing could totally derail it.
anywhoo, how are you?
so in the last week or so, i’ve had 3 people say “wow, you know you totally remind me of this person i know–has any one said that to you before” and i always say “yes, actually i hear that a lot. i dunno if it’s a compliment or an insult. but i get that a lot.”
and people usually chuckle and say “no no, it’s a compliement I really luv (insert name). you know he totally would have made that face too. it’s (insert uncanny, weird, freaky, funny, crazy, fucked up)”
this has been happenign to me for years. i don’t get it. i don’t know if there is a union i need to join or what, but something odd is going on. i mean, i think i’m pretty fucking unique. but apparenly i’m not, i mean in one sense i could be a full on character archetype on a sitcom, the snide bitter, but goofy and incredibly sexy/virile, sexpot character, like uh, that english guy on the Jeffersons
anyway, so today, semi out of the blue, my new boss says-”so do people every say you look like some one famous?” and i said no not really, and launched in to my little speech about how everyone knows someone that either looks just like me or acts/talks/jokes/thinks just like me, and a joke about a cloning factory some where in the midwest turning out neurotic little pasty sarcastic people . he chuckled and said–i’d never say that you are neurotic.
i almost fell down out of shock. How does that manifest in you, he asked. “well, i suppose i’m a good actor, i store it and keep it in a special place to unload on natty. it makes me anxious, and irritable” he replied that he’d never seem me as irritable or cold. ha. ha. ha. is this funny to you people too?
ok i’m done. i’ll try to keep up- but don’t expect anything people.
side bar. for some reason i fucking resent the “trenton makes–the world takes” sign on a the bridge you see when you go through hell hole trenton on amtrak. i dunno why. sorry jimmy. i just don’t see the world turning to NJ for it’s needs, well other than jovi, and the sopranos, oh yeah and the boss.
4 responses so far ↓
1 rud // Mar 22, 2007 at 3:17 am
You are a precious little snowflake, and no one could ever fill thy shoes, my little snowflake.
On the other hand, mayoral candidate Carcetti (from Seasons 3 and 4 of the Wire) looks like YOU, except you are better looking and sexier both druck and sober and you can hold your hootch better and you invented lawn boobs, like, single-handedly.
Congrats on getting the world by the short hairs; the emails must be flying over at DFTU about their top-flight consultant.
You know where how this should ultimately turn out, don’t you? You institute a Viskerian regime over at DFTU (you Viskerian in volume and tone, Moyaertian in trenchcoat, cigarette, and hand-gesture, complete with INNER and OUTER circles and all!) Oh man, what I wouldn’t give to see that. Just as long you don’t turn out to be some fucking product ‘Evangelist.’
Twom Cwuise is my long lost brother.
2 Jimmy // Mar 22, 2007 at 11:13 am
One of Trenton’s most notable landmarks is the Delaware River bridge with the enormous neon slogan, “Trenton Makes - The World Takes”, affectionately called the “Trenton Makes Bridge”. The bridge itself rests on stone piers that have been continually supporting a bridge since 1806. The slogan was adopted by the Trenton Chamber of Commerce in 1910 to represent Trenton’s leading position in the manufacturing of a multitude of goods, most notably steel, rubber, wire rope, linoleum and ceramics.
Several Brochures were printed during the 1910s and 1920s extolling the virtues of Trenton as an industrial center, and listed all the benefits of locating business and manufacturing there.
The Trenton Chamber of Commerce felt the need to proclaim the slogan to the traveling world that so greedily partook of Trenton’s labors. In 1911, the slogan, in giant, shimmering metallic letters, was affixed to the steel bridge spanning the Delaware River between Trenton, NJ and Morrisville, PA. This was an excellent location, as the slogan was seen by thousands of passengers daily on the Pennsylvania Railroad’s Main Line connecting New York and Washington, DC.
By 1917, the slogan was enlarged and electrified, illuminated with 24,000 incandescent lamps. This sign shone on the river for over ten years until the bridge was replaced with the current structure in 1928, and the incandescent sign was removed. The bridge remained without a sign during the early years of the depression, until 1935 when the slogan was installed again, this time in glowing neon! The following excerpt was published by the Chamber of Commerce in 1936:
“In 1935 the Trenton Chamber of Commerce erected a mammoth electric sign on the vehicular bridge crossing the Delaware River at Trenton. This sign was built by a Trenton firm: Hutchinson Signs, Inc. Believed to be one of the largest neon community signs in the world, it is 330 feet long and has letters seven feet high, with capital letters nine feet. The entire cost of erecting, maintaining, and operating this sign is paid out of the Chamber’s treasury. Thousands of passengers traveling on the Pennsylvania Railroad trains can see it from the nearby railroad bridge. Thus Trenton’s widely known slogan, “Trenton Makes — The world Takes,” was flashed before the public day and night throughout the year 1936″
Over the years, the great neon sign had suffered neglect and fallen to disrepair. As part of Trenton’s renaissance and revitalization, the neon sign was restored in 1981 with new steel and neon and letters more immense than the original. The slogan now stands today greater than before, proclaiming Trenton’s heritage and future.
3 Natty // Mar 22, 2007 at 3:07 pm
Yeah, it’s exactly like Scrubs. I don’t even know why any of us bothered to go to school for this stuff. We just hang out at the front desk and in the cafeteria all day long. It’s like Cheers, but in a hospital. Ssooo relaxing.
4 jefke // Mar 22, 2007 at 4:23 pm
basil–
thanks for the reminder on moyaert-i will be sure to be 4 mins late to the first big meeting, come in, with a smoke, put it out, exhale, and then, after a pause, say very softly: we now kick off our project.
jimmy: I can’t believe you didn’t comment on basil’s reference to mayor guy (apparently based on o’malley)–as you said that a few months back–net/net i lied and that was another famous (?) person people have said i look like.
natty: I knew it. i’m still waiting to hear the ‘life lesson’ you learn after every shift.