i needed alcohol to anesthetize me from a troubling work week: our budget is being reduced so we have let one department and one full time videographer go. The videographer was my responsibility, a great guy who talked music with me and brought me to metal shows. Not just any metal shows, great metal shows, like Katatonia.
Today we let him know that his job was being eliminated... he asked, hopefully, could he take a pay cut? My supervisor, replied that the future is so bleak that a pay cut wouldn't make a dent in what we need to reduce.
Two Jager shots and i don't know how many beers later, i am looking at a world that is beautiful for no good reason. i saw some friends play, we collected as a group, none of them knowing that i needed a night of beauty.
And, i have hesitated writing about this, but i have fallen in love with a woman at my work place. It will come to nothing- she is married, and i will never affect someone's marriage again.
Still, the poetry that is coming to me, inspired by her simplest movements, makes me glad to be alive again, appreciative of all that is beautiful.
Poor Noire, she won't know what hit her. Again.
3 comments:
i love drunk posts! (of course, not my own) - so how does she feel about you?
PS also...Jager? should we ever meet, remind me to never drink with you. i see fist fights, public urination and possibly streaking.
Jager is not my usually MO, but your visionary outcome makes it more appealing. As for how she feels, she's married, and that's enough for me. i am not ever tampering with someone's marriage again.
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