WORK

i wish i had more to say about work- there was so much going on at the last logging job- bizarre habits of coworkers, reality star sightings, uptight beeatch supervisors, like you could feel the grasping climbing tension of hollywood- that this place in comparison is just completely off the radar- or at least where i'm at i can't pick it up as well. which is fine- i like this ignorance as bliss thing i've got going. i will take small risks like asking the coordinator for an "outdate" as in when the coffers will run dry, and i have to start "networking again" or once if we could leave early- but just once. the kitchen is constantly stocked. i make small polite strides at friendship with all the PA's, the office coordinator (who is completely sassy)- i'm still at a complete dead end with the post coordinator and supe. i did make the coordinator laugh when i said, oh you know, if we could know an outdate so i know when to start crying or... and he did a heh- like "heh" i'm subtly amused by your humor, you got me, dammit, i am ashamed to say, heh. but i will give you no more- now go. the story asst is completely off the map now. i think i pissed her off one day, confused by one of her searches, my constant questions which makes anyone with a job or authority quiver, and now we have nothing- but i'm getting to know a couple of the story people- and that's what's important- that and my constant supply of bbq sunflower seeds and chocolate covered almonds.