Friday, April 13, 2007

there is always one

I sat across from this guy
at work
and he would ask the dumbest questions
he would say the most inane
things

not what you want to hear
when hungover
not what you need when
your blood is curdled

but there was no escape
just grinding teeth
and bitter and stony face

and on it went
ad nauseum
day after day
in a terrible way

with his sticky candied fingers
talking more than working
bluffing bullshit out his ears

but I got away from there
I can't say it was a step up
but I don't care
I still got out of there