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Rain Hides The Stains

Posted July 10th, 2012 at 08:48 PM by Sylvano the Wasabus
Today everything is worthwhile.

Itís morning. Iím still at my weird soulless job, the one where I donít have internet access and canít check out this site anymore. That sucks the most, you know. The rest of it is almost funny. If it wasn't my life, I'd find it entertaining.

The hourly workers are in a little corral of cubes, and the managers surround us, so many managers- really, do they need all those managers? There are more of them than there are of us. They watch us all the time. I was warned. They whisper about you. Cause trouble for you. But it doesnít really matter you see, because they have taken away every distraction, everything of interest, ever spark of life that could ignite us. We have been told not to gossip, not to do personal things, not to talk to others. Just work. And most of us donít have enough to do. It doesnít make sense at all. Sometimes it feels like I'm participating in some weird sensory deprivation experiment.
The paper and pens are kept under lock and key- I know because thatís one of my most important jobs. I have the key to the paper. Itís kind of a power, really. If someone wants a pack of paper they have to sign it out. I donít really know why. No one ever looks at the sign out sheets. There's no reconciliation. You could write anyone's name down I guess. But the managers think we all must be thieves. Isn't that what thieves think about everyone?

But today it is all worthwhile, because you see, we are having a massive thunder and rain storm outside. It is almost as dark as night time. The lights are flickering. And I feel alive! This is interesting! This is stimulating! They canít take this away! This could destroy the building! The power could go off! The thunder rolls above us, and outside there is torrential rain. Itís all so beautiful.

I have always loved storms. If I was at home I would be outside getting wet. But Iím not. Iím here selling my minutes. They have put me in a cage but they canít stop the storms! I am alive, and as long as this storm lasts, Iím happy.

Almost every person who works here is a large female. There's one other male but he is a temp worker and he seemed nice until he found out that they had hired me and he was still a temp. Now he hates me. I don't blame him. I'm glad I have a job, but they really should have hired him. He knows what he's doing.
Right now all of the large ladies are cowering. I guess they donít like thunder. They come rushing in from the torrent outside all out of breath. I better not have to use the defib unit.

What are they worried about anyway? If the city flooded, they would float, Iím sure. Like little islands. They could be island women. Something Iím sure theyíve dreamt of, just not in the way Iím imagining. Well, I might as well go for it, since Iím daydreaming- I can see the streets flooded in my imagination and all the large women floating away! Theyíre bumping into each other as the water fills the streets and flows towards lower ground. But theyíre not upset, no, theyíre chatting away just like they always do. They like this! This had never happened before!

I hope the power goes out. Iíve heard itís out in parts of the city. I hope we have to sit here in the dark, with just the emergency lights. Maybe weíll all huddle together and start a little fire in a garbage can and tell ghost stories, or everyone will tell the horrid tale of some hideous injury theyíve had. When itís my turn I will talk of working here, and remind them that once we all were free.

What a great start to a morning! I hope it storms all day! Rage, blow, you hurricanes!
Total Comments 4


ZBeeblebrox's Avatar
Really hate to hear about your new job Sylvano ... You deserve better. Keep on finding those moments "the man" can't take away from you.
Posted July 11th, 2012 at 12:02 AM by ZBeeblebrox ZBeeblebrox is offline
Working for a living sucks. No doubt about it. Deadlines appear and deadlines go and you try to make 'em all but when things go wrong (or something like a major storm happens) you have two options - run and hide or face the fury head on.

Keep facing the storm Sylvano. One day life will clear up and the ghosts of past jobs can haunt everyone under those little red 30 minute long emergency lights.
Posted July 11th, 2012 at 07:35 AM by AMIS AMIS is offline
Updated July 11th, 2012 at 07:35 AM by AMIS (Even the jobs I enjoyed sucked while I was in 'em. Funny how that works.)
buckeyefan837's Avatar
Wow reading that felt like a poem or a short story. It really got to my core. Anyways nice story (well not nice about your job because it sounds like a bad job.) Maybe you should quit that job and write short stories with a twist to them. You seem good at it. I felt like I was watching a movie, reading this story.
Posted July 11th, 2012 at 10:01 AM by buckeyefan837 buckeyefan837 is offline
chas's Avatar
You might enjoy a movie called JOE AND THE VOLCANO.
Posted July 11th, 2012 at 10:12 AM by chas chas is offline
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