Trouble Brewing Like Bitter Coffee

The sky was gun-metal gray. It was as gray as the 9mm that was rubbing my right thigh and cheerless as the faceless people I walked by in the mean streets of Boston. The cloud cover hung thick over the mountains. The snow had half melted off of the mountains. And the lack of sunlight on the mountains, and the flat gray clouds, played tricks on your eyes. You really couldn’t tell if you were looking at the mountains or at a photographic negative of mountains.

The air felt thick and heavy. And it was hot, like the interrogation room down at the local precinct. Kept hot and stuffy to make it uncomfortable for the undesirable characters in this town. The cops AND the crooks. The birds flew low to the ground as if reminded of Icarus. The cheerful attitude of the past few days had disappeared, replaced with a felling of impending doom. The doom that is felt when the threat of Indians attacking the hour before dawn is very real… Or maybe it was just pork chop night…

That would be my life today if I had Mickey Spillane narrating for me.

The director was busting my chops again today. He comes into my office and asks for some info about two of our clients. Then when I got it for him, he said “I didn’t say XXXX, I said YYYY!” I started to argue, but he started to get stupid, so I let it go. Afterward, Chris said that he heard the same thing that I heard. Well, I have 13 days left until SFB (the director) leaves and retires. Sayonara. Don’t let the door hit ‘cha where the Good Lord split ya.

I’m a little jealous of the snow that Dover got last night. The clouds and air feels like it is going to rain hard here. One of my clients is an agribusiness company and so I think that they’ll really like the rain. The farmers always like rain in the spring. I had a friend recently go visit Jacksonville and he was telling me that it was already warm and green down there. But later in the summer it’s going to be hot and humid. I think that’s what Kissimmee will be like. One of my coworkers named Ben went down to Kissimmee last week and has had a real tough time finding accommodations and office space. I’m beginning to think that we’re growing too fast.

Today was laundry day. Turn my clothes in from the past four days and pick up the clothes that I dropped off on Thursday. I was able to get a new chair for my room. Now I’ve got to get rid of my old chair.