Showing posts with label Fun. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fun. Show all posts

Sunday, November 25, 2007

The Boss Who Never Was


I'm sure I speak for many of us when I say that we are happy to have a job but not happy in the sense that we feel a profound fulfillment from it. For many of us, the current job we have is a thing that keeps the money coming in to pay the bills while we pursue or passions like building a hot air balloon that can travel around the world, scaling Mt. Everest or becoming the next Hugh Hefner. "This job really isn't me but a stopgap measure!" We declare at parties or to friends. We have that book or movie that were planning to complete which will whisk us away to the high life, a better life.

But until that magic happens we have our jobs and we play the role of a working stiff. We venture into the rush hour traffic and then to our cubicles, offices, desks, what have you. We do the job, we fake the smiles, we give false thanks to the measly raise we get each year despite being told that a 2% raise is the new 4% raise of yesteryear. The hours grow longer and the projects become more demanding but we give it the old college try because someone has got to keep the cable TV up and running.

I know, it's not easy, you seethe inside screaming, "get me the fuck out of here" but for now, you're stuck with what you have. It takes a lot to manage this day in and day out, you want to do a good job even if you're not nuts over it because some praise every now and then feels nice. However this is an office filled with other people and personalities vary greatly. It's not so bad, you think. You have the office supply whore who steals everything off anyones desks, then you have the gatekeeper of office supplies who won't share his or hers 20 year supply of post it notes with anyone. Then you have the worst element of all, the scum of the cubicle world.....

The Boss Who's Not a Boss!!!!

These individuals (cock suckers) are either the same rank as you or even lower but may have more "experience" than you and feel insecure about why they've been passed over time and again.

These people (fuck wads) see fit to monitor you and everyone else they work with and will run and tell on you if they sense any impropriety even though you've likely done nothing wrong.

These fake bosses (dumb asses) are meticulous, spending more time tracking you and keeping informal logs on when you came in and out of the office than their actual job.

These office subspecies also have no issue running up to you and pointing out what you did wrong until you realize that even the act of you breathing is wrong for them.

They have no issue delegating work to you that was originally assigned to THEM!!!

They are constantly aware of the latest office gossip and personal lives of those around them. They will use this as a weapon against without hesitation.

These scumbags seem to stay with the company forever despite everyone knowing that they suck at what they do yet they always have more to say about what they are doing than you do. They are excellent at marketing themselves at the expense of you. You are incompetent and they pick up your slack.

Why Do They Do It?

If it's a woman in the office doing it, it's likely her husband, boyfriend or girlfriend isn't going down on them enough. If they did, they'd likely be a little less obsessed with ruining others lives. If she's single then her vibrator has run out of batteries and she keeps forgetting to get new ones on her weekend shopping sprees. The thought process? "I bet so and so is getting it more than me, so I'm going to ruin their lives!! Where's my log book?!"

Women that feel the need to do this are also frigid. So much so that you can keep hamburger patties frozen by inserting them into her body cavities. Complimenting them on something as benign as a job well done will be used to somehow for a harassment suit against you. So as you can see, there's no helping these types. They only know how to destroy because they are fundamentally broken.

If it's a guy then he's having a macho man crisis. His wife, girlfriend or boyfriend would rather watch reruns of "The Love Boat" then take a roll in the sack with him. This does huge damage to the male ego. How does he get it back? By confronting and "defeating" the men he encounters in the battle field. That battlefield, my friends, is the office. This buffoon wouldn't last 10 seconds in an actual fist fight and would cry the first time he got knocked in the face. But in the office the environment is controlled. He can't be hurt physically and he can use these safe conditions to nurture his bruised ego. Yes, by calling out others and making them look incompetent, he can feel like a man again and rub one out in the bathroom if the vibes get too intense.

What Can be Done?

Let's face it, going to your boss will do little if anything to help because it brings attention to you and the tactics these douche bags are employing don't fit into any code of conduct violations on the books. But since this is a blog and and outlet for my fantasies, we can dream. I've come up with some ideas.

  • Have them whisked away to a secret satellite office your company runs out in the middle of nowhere and have them water boarded.
  • Rearrange the objects on their desk ever so slightly so that when they come back from wherever they were they can't figure out what's off.
  • Find the evil log book they keep on everyone draw pictures over their data in crayon. Don't have any of those? Piss on it and shove it back into their drawer. And wash your hands afterwards!
  • Have a fake office contest where they win a trip to the Bahamas and replace their tickets with a one way ticket to Baghdad!
  • Take the used coffee grounds from from the office coffee maker and dump them onto their chair before they come into work.  If that's not enough, just dump the whole new fresh brewed pot of coffee onto them and watch the skin blister as they write in pain. 
  • Drop 30 a pound box of copier paper on their toes and blame it on the carpal tunnel syndrome you got from typing up all the work they delegated to you.

Ahhhhhhh

Ah, I feel better already and I haven't done a thing. Just used my imagination. The mind is a wonderful thing.

DISCLAIMER: The following was written as humor and is not directed in any way, shape or form to anyone at my current employer. Causing harm to others in the workplace should NEVER be considered a valid option nor is it anything that I personally condone.

Coming up Next on U N L O A D E D.........

My Blackberry addiction. Oh it's bad baby! It's bad!!!!


Saturday, November 03, 2007

Finally.....


.....THE RICARDO HAS COME BACK........TO.......

.....THE BLOGOSPHERE!!!!!!

And it's about fucking time!!!!!!

I suppose I should tell you what I've been up to during my time away and I will.

But not tonight.

For the next 12 weeks we're going to talk about things that need fixing in the world and things that have been stuck in my head. Maybe these things have been on your mind too, then again, maybe not.

We're going to play some games, share some secrets and reveal our darkest fears. You will be with me on this journey and while some of you may wish to turn away, you will return....to.... ....U N L O A D!

And make no mistake about it....we all need the release to get closer to that happy ending we all want.

I have been at my wits end, ready to punch holes in walls some days and moved by boundless passion on other days. Yes, emotion has laid out an intricate tapestry for me to work with here on this modest little blog. I've discovered some things about myself and the all elusive "pursuit of happiness" that may have put me much closer to some goals or much farther.

Since I've been gone we know the following things hold true:

Brittney Spears is STILL in the headlines and can't fucking drive to save her life.

Barry Bonds is STILL an asshole.

Racial disparity is STILL alive and well in the USA and if you don't believe me, just ask Dog the Bounty Hunter who wants to keep it that way! His TV show has been put on ice for now but it received good ratings so it may be back.

The 25% of people out there that still support George Bush (King George) are products of inbreeding. But this is no longer a political blog so I will let that statement fade off, resonate and tickle the senses.

(clears throat)

I still enjoy a good night at a martini bar.

You are all amazing and I love having you as my readers.

Lesbian vampires rule.

Onward

As I have said we have much to talk about so thanks for coming back and let's have a fun 12 weeks, shall we?

Coming up next on U N L O A D E D....... Don't you like me? How a cryptic utterance from a gorgeous woman at the gas station gave me something for the long ride home.

Saturday, August 04, 2007

New Feature, Same Old Fun


Before I go on with the planned postings I just want to give a little update on something I've added here to entertain, amuse and consume.

VINTAGE TV ADs!

Confused Reader: Huh?

Me: Yes, that's right, vintage TV ads (with a few new ones and international ones) right on the sidebar of this blog. They will be updated daily or every other day.

Confused Reader: But why TV ads?

Me: They seem to register with lots of people bringing them on a trip down memory lane and some are just fun to watch regardless.

Confused Reader: Are these official "sponsors?"

Me: No, they are simply ads I picked at my own will. No company has any affiliation with this blog and many of them may no longer be around.

Confused Reader: Isn't this promoting consumerism and vapid one dimensional thinking? TV ruins everything.

Me: I see lots of creativity going into these ads and while not works of art, people work hard on them. As for ruining lives, so can beer, drugs, over eating or sitting in front of a computer all day. Pick your poison or get a hold of yourself and learn the meaning of moderation. There's online dictionaries if you don't have a hard copy of one.

Confused Reader: Why from other countries?

Me: Because it gives us a tad of insight into another side of the world that we don't see and we learn that we are not as different as we may think. Will pop culture solve all the worlds problems? No, but like this Russian ad below clearly illustrates; some languages are universal.