This morning I woke up and I realized that I have to fire a simple boy who really just never had a decent education and basically suffers from what most people suffer from - a severe case of stupid. I really cried hard on the phone to my boss when I told him that I quit. I think about that day alot. That happened about 10 years ago. I decided to cry on the phone to my boss instead of firing a simple kid who probably got fired anyway. I have truly never felt more "faggy" in my life. "Faggy" is a very difficult thing to type, I have less than no issue with anyones path in this life and "Faggy" does not reflect in anyway my thoughts on orientations......Its just how I felt at the time. I look back at it now and it was probably the wierdest thing that I have ever done at a job. The kid was a terrible worker and a complete idiot, however I was involved with his personal story. Every morning we would smoke and drink coffee while watching MST3K and then I would give him his job assignments for the day. I think that now I would fire his ass and send him packing. It really was the right thing to do. I knew that and I just never imagined I would be the ones to do it. This is why I quit. A serious fear of having people not like me. I would rather be unemployed than to have bad karma. The "fagginess" comes full circle. A big shiny tear soaked faggy circle.
I work in a corporate setting. The most corporate of settings that can be fathomed, every word from your mouth is observed and in same cases dictated. To all artists out there looking for a muse, insert yourself into a corporate setting. It is truly the yin to my yang. Mild mannered corporate cog by day, mediocre artist and chronic......well I'm chronic about pretty much everything else in my life. Enjoy a vacation from yourself. Join the darkside.