The cubical jungle breeds strange officemates...
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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
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Wednesday, August 21, 2002
Silence is golden
Pete has been unnervingly quiet the last few days. We've only caught bits and pieces here and there of the nonsensical ramblings that usually permeate the day like his aftershave and Ben gay. Yesterday we only had a brief message left for the lawyer describing how his daughter returned from the mother's with news of how the ex-Mrs. Pete (for the sake of typing I will now refer to all ex's as EMP followed by a roman numeral so she shall be EMP IV) has been rambling on about what a poor excuse for a father he was for taking her to the school the EMP IV did not want her to go to. So she had to pull her out in the middle of her day interrupting the spending of Pete's money. Sad sad sad... So as it appears messenger duty is squarely on the shoulders of Gooberette, I must admit some curiosity as to what she relays back to EMP IV on her return trips to her house. I can see it all now. "Mom, can I go meet some friends at the mall?" then she replies "Sure hon! Right after you tell me what that poor excuse for a husband and father said about me while you were there." So then the poor child looking for some form of sanctuary returns to Pete's for the weekend only to be bombarded with more of the same. "JoLeen and EllieMae said they were gonna meet Bubba and Bobby Joe up by the crik and watch 'em kill somethin' can I go?" and of course Pete replies "Sure Goeberette, riit afer you tell me what that slut ho of a momma a' yurs said bout me. Oh and take the 12 gauge it's got more killin power."
7:27 AM
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