Relatively quite week…

The beginning of the working week here in SAAKland this week looked somewhat ominous … Special K was trying to explain how “all the kids of today are all hermaphra … hermaphra .. you know, boys who want to look like girls”, don’t ask long story … but, over all, things panned out okay this week.

To SAAK re updating Norton on her computer “I don’t see a fucking key on this site, is it secure? Do you see the key when you update them?” SAAK “I generally don’t look” Special K “I guess it doesn’t fucking matter when you’re using someone else’s card” SAAK “I normally use mine when I update these” Special K “well … fucking good”

It seems however, that other members of staff have been benefiting from the pearls of wisdom being dropped like … well, dung, when you think about it… dropped like steaming dung all over the place.

To MOS re his new baby daughter “You should just get (inset innocent wife’s name here) to stop breast feeding….i stopped breast feeing when my kids were two days old” “I was never breast fed”. (That is an endorsement if ever there was one). The whole atrocious advice thing, coupled with having to hear her say breast again and again (Don't get me wrong, I love breasts and hate anyone who makes me hate them) is all bad.

On this point, have I told you about Kayla’s (her now 5 year old daughter) birthday? To SAAK (12.30pm on a Wednesday) a heavily pregnant Special K “I I I I I I’ve just got to go” SAAK “Okay, see you tomorrow”….. Special K (on the phone 5.20) “Just tell (insert MDs name here) I’ve had it” SAAK “Sorry….” Special K “I’ve had the kid…(phone hangs up). Friday .. same week 11.30 Special K “Morning .. It’s with the nanny”.

To MOS re her daughter “I’m encouraging her to become a neonatal surgeon” (SHE’S 5!!!)

SKFF tomorrow, Special K Free Friday, hooray!!!

Things that were learnt today …

1) Never 'volunteer' to do jobs that you don’t have to, this is the response … to the MD about SAAK “you can’t really blame him… he does not know what the fuck he’s doing..”
2) Don’t expect praise for a good job. When it turned out that what I had done was exactly correct and her attempt to “fix” this non-existent issue had nearly fucked it up completely we got this ..re the contact in question “… that fucking girl just does not like dealing with me … she just fucking hates me .. I prefer the other guy” … “she fucking loves you though … she wants fucking phone sex with you …”
3) Always expect the blame .. to SAAK “I didn’t want you to get me involved in the fucking first place ..”
4) Don’t try to defend yourself .. SAAK “actually..” Special K “don’t be a smart arse”

Mmmm .. pearls of wisdom that can make the otherwise unbearable marginally less unbearable.

I've just read this, I strongly suggest you use your time more wisely

The days here in SAAKland are getting longer and longer and the nights drunker and drunker. I suppose the night thing might be seen as self induced, I don’t see that myself, it’s more a cause and effect and effect of the effect thing.

There is, however, a shining light on the SAAK horizon, my little sister is getting married at the end of the month and SAAK is going to put on his emcee hat. I am very happy for her, but having said that, as with most things, it causes SAAK to become somewhat introspective. Is it possible to die of lonely?

SAAK these days looks very much forward to returning to his parents home, five days of beer, barbeques, golf, euchre and more beer, but beer with people around, does not look so much like alcoholism when there are others around.

Just in case you were wondering if there actually is point to these ramblings, relax, there’s not, just have no desire to go home and talking aloud to one’s self always comes across just that little bit creepy.

The weirdest thing happens when SAAK goes to his parents place, the sads don’t follow, perhaps there is a lesson in there somewhere, but life has sucked so much of the life out that the merest inkling of the notion of hope sends shudders of fear racing through SAAK’s person…..

I told you earlier that the was no point ……. But I agree, the least you could have expected was a stream of conscious thought. That’s okay I’m used to disappointing people.

*Blah blah blah blah blah*

Live action news ....

It really is impossible to believe this woman. This just came out of her mouth;

Re an ex-employee who recently left due to serious ill heath (must say though perfect timing) and a lost file – Special K to MD “just fucking ring her, ring her, she’s not dead … is she?”

That was said with no contemplation or realisation that this girl, who was in her late 20s was forced to quit after spending a great deal of time in her last months here in and out of hospital.

SAAK out... realising that the only up side to the return of the devil is the continuation of the file

And so it begins ...

With the dark clouds again appearing on the SAAK horizons, its time to reflect over the week that was, the week that saw Satan return with all her fury and the memories of the before times flooding back as vividly as though they had never faded.

During the last four days, luckily there was a short stay of execution on Monday, just life fucking with me, that God bloke really is a vengeful and hate filled cunt. (so lucky I’m agnostic, otherwise I’d be going straight to hell, oh yeah, that’s right, already the fuck here), SAAK has felt the wrath including, but not limited to.

Special K “Why the fuck isn’t the MDs Norton Antivirus working” SAAK “I don’t know, I don’t use his computer” Special K “That’s no fucking excuse”

Special K “Why the fuck are all these boxes here” SAAK “we stopped using the offsite archive” Special K “I don’t fucking care..”

Special K “Why are all these files here” SAAK *stares blankly not knowing the answer* Special K “Fucking answer me…..”

That god for weekends, two days in a row where it’s okay to sit at a pub and read the paper from 12.01 pm onwards !!!!