Billabonic

Life Among The Selected Few
2010-09-03 00:48:58 (UTC)

Daytime Drama

I know I haven’t written anything in a while, but
sometimes life gets in the way and you don’t realize how
much time has passed until things begin to ease up.
I’ve had a lot going on. Work has been stressful and a
little surreal. I mean, I look at it as this “Daytime
Drama,” another day, another never-ending episode. When I
leave work it’s like I turned it off until the next day
when it continues again. This one’s causing problems for
that one, and so on. I’m there, but kind of like scrooge
with one of the ghosts in that Christmas story. They’re in
the room, but no one sees them. In my case, even though
some of the things going on are either about me or effect
me directly, I feel like I’m a viewer, and to tell you the
truth, I don’t mind. I guess if I were really involved,
like on the Daytime dramas on television, I’d be having
meaningless sex with someone in another office somewhere
and then lying about it for several episodes (that’s
exactly what each work day seems like, an episode) until
the truth is finally revealed with that cheezy music
playing in the background and then a quick cut to a dish
detergent commercial.
Meanwhile, in a different part of the office, there is an
intense meeting about who to get rid of and who to just
cut their hours. No one really wants to be a part of those
meetings, but are perfectly willing to take the credit at
the end of the year bonus discussions. Then another quick
cut, but this time to a pampers commercial , which is
pretty appropriate because at some point, something or
someone will be catching shit soon.
Still, the drama never ends. It can’t, because no one
wants to work in a boring office, so something always has
to be going on to make the job more interesting and to
guarantee you’ll have something to post on Facebook or
Twitter once you get home, instead of some lame quote that
you remembered from the horoscope page in the morning
paper.
So, “As The Office Churns,” life goes on in spite of all
the drama and characters we work with on a daily basis.
The funny part is that you leave some days thinking, you
can’t make this stuff up, while remembering each and every
stupid thing that was said or done. You wonder if “The
Guiding Light” wasn’t really written by God, and since it
went off the air, he must now be the head writer for your
office. In fact, you don’t even bother watching
those “reality” shows because every day is your
own “survivor” episode in of itself. You could really
learn a lot, I guess, about things if you just watch more
television. People always say, “it’s only like that on tv,
or “it’s not like that in real life,” okay, maybe if they
had a “real” job, they’d never watch daytime dramas again,
if at all. So, as we all know, “like sands through the
hourglass, so are the days of our lives.” Actually, it
really is similar, especially at the end of the day when
you see those masses of humanity all leaving at one time
squeezing themselves into small halls or elevators with
hundreds of others, but I’ll save that until the next
episode.




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