Tuesday, July 20, 2004

Neo Maxi Zoom Dweebie

So, time for the news that I was teasing yesterday.
 
You know that bit in The Breakfast Club when Paul Gleason turns to Judd Nelson in a clash of iconic Eighties cinema titans, and blasts him with the immortal line: “Don't mess with the bull, young man. You'll get the horns”? Well, without getting sidetracked into one of my pet digressions that this is an almost mythical Western standoff in the centre of the most immaculately crafted teen movie of its era, here is the news. I got a new job. My employers were gored on my sharpened horns, as I slapped down my letter of resignation. Damn, did it feel good!
 
OK. There’s an element of hyperbole there. All of the three people who received my devastating missive took it graciously and politely, and congratulated me on my new job. I was a bit disappointed about that. I wanted some conflict. Some drama. “Pick up the gun!” Some of that shit. They even want to take me out for lunch!
 
The only bum note was hit when my line manager Manuel (not his real name, but it amuses me to call him this) made it sound like HE was doing ME a favour by allowing me to work over and above my one week’s notice. Huh? I’M doing YOU a favour, fuckwad. Don’t want to leave you with your dick in your hands when I rev up my Harley and blow this pop stand. Ya damn ungrateful fool, you lucky I don’t he-bitch man-slap you. 
 
Whoa, the oxygen must be getting thin around here. Time for a lie down.
 
And today’s delve into the AKA record crate yields De La Soul’s 2001 joint AOI: Bionix. Drips funk like a sumo wrestler’s sweat into his mawashi
 

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