June 14th, 2006my town
I drive through two small towns on my way to work—one main street, five miles, give or take. It’s a quiet, cute little town, full of cape cod-inspired homes, children walking their dogs and old men sitting at sidewalk cafes. It’s a nice drive and it always makes me smile.
A deli who’s sign said “Freash Subs Daily” for three months before they realized it.
A woman who always walks her two terriers at the same time, every morning, without fail.
An old man, a felt hat perched on his head, who sits at the coffee shop and watches the cars drive by… or the women run by, I’ve never quite figured it out. 😉
As summer comes into full swing, new faces pepper the sidewalk. Families on vacation, couples taking a break from work, college students working their summer jobs… you can always tell why these people are here. It’s the perfect summer town.
This morning I watched a couple of young teenagers come around a corner onto Main. They were slim, tan and obviously nervous—she picked at her bag and he hunched his shoulders, hands in his pockets. He was wearing a rugby shirt (you know, the one where it’s all white and then the arms are red? whatever, I call it a rugby shirt.) and it made his slight frame seem taller, his shoulders broader. I wonder if he knows that? Or if his mom bought the shirt for him and he just put it on, not realizing the effect it would have on the girl walking with him.
I considered the plausibility as I slowed down coming into the next small town and I drove past a couple of guys building a fence. I smiled, they smiled, their teeth shining white against dark tans.
Now I sit here at work and I can hear little kids playing in the park one block away and the barber jawboning with his favorite customers.
I love this town.
Now if only the job didn’t suck donkeyballs.
Comment by Grampa — June 14, 2006 @ 12:11 pm
Odd, that’s exactly what I was thinking…
Comment by the insider — June 14, 2006 @ 12:43 pm
*sigh*
Comment by wendykat — June 14, 2006 @ 3:34 pm
See why you should stay?
Comment by Jenn — June 14, 2006 @ 4:28 pm
First off Grampa, the job does not suck donkeyballs.
It sucks HUGE donkeyballs.
But so do most other jobs out there.
And she was offered a MASSIVE increase in salary. HUGE. But I know money isn’t everything. But whatever. Not here to discuss that.
I’m only here to echo Jenn’s comments, aside from being bored with the job, WHY ARE YOU LEAVING?
Even if you don’t stay with me at this company, I’d like to keep you on call locally to answer annoying questions about the stupid CMS system that hosts our websites and a slew of other annoying questions I tend to ask throughout the day. Oh and I need a sounding board for when the job gets nutty and I want to complain over vodka and nachos at our favorite place.
Like the good ol’ days.
😛
Comment by coworker — June 14, 2006 @ 7:34 pm
The proper usage of the term is UGE.
Comment by Grampa — June 14, 2006 @ 8:19 pm
Jenn you have ulterior motives! lol 😛
And coworker, you really, really have ulterior motives. You want to “keep me on call locally” ? LOL. Cute.
Comment by the insider — June 14, 2006 @ 8:20 pm
Um….. at a loss for words
Comment by The Sister — June 14, 2006 @ 11:29 pm
I bet that doesn’t happen often.
Comment by Grampa — June 15, 2006 @ 3:29 am
No ulterior motives…I just think that if it’s just the job thing that’s bringing you down, (which I think it is), yes, DEFINITELY get a new job. But, if everything else is good, why leave a place you are essentially happy?
Comment by Jenn — June 15, 2006 @ 10:10 am
Hehehe.. it actually doesn’t happen often. lol
I know Jenn… but I also like leaving and starting over. It’s fun. 🙂
Comment by the insider — June 15, 2006 @ 11:30 am
Ah yes Grampa, you are correct. UGE.
UGE is the proper usage.
Much better.
And yes insider. What’s wrong with having you on call locally?
As in “something UGE just broke on our site and you need to come fix it
NOW NOW NOW NOW.”
What? That wouldn’t work for you?
Comment by coworker — June 15, 2006 @ 11:33 am