Sunday, October 18, 2009

My eyes, my eyes, dear God my eyes!

Sitting at work, receptionisting the hell out of the day, I was treated to a view that is now burned into my retinas, for how long, I'm not sure. I'd like to think the image will fade in time, one can only hope I suppose.
I'm at such an angle at my desk that I can see the reception area, the parking lot and our parts counter. Which is good for me, I'm generally a nosy person, I don't know how people can sit in a cubical with no windows all day without snapping at some point, going postal or just start banging their head against the walls. Maybe a have a light case of claustrophobia.
Back to the wide open space that is mine. I saw, coming from the parking lot a very large man with long black hair, in the back of his head, short in the front. Yes, a large man with a mullet and that's not even the worse part. On the inside, I'm saying, "Look at this effin guy." On the outside, "Good morning." Because remember, I was receptionisting the hell out of the day.
He sat down at the part counter. The phone rang, my attention was pulled towards the phone which is on the side of the parts counter where the large man with a mullet was now sitting. I had taken a glance and then another, "Is that? .....oh man, that's butt crack."
Look away, look away. Damn he's still there. Look away.
I knew it was there, I knew it was an awful sight, yet I kept looking that way. Like a car wreck, you know you shouldn't gawk, but you do it anyway. So I thought, well maybe if I put my hand up to the side of my face I could block the view of the large man with a mullet and now butt crack.
"Whoa." This is from one of the salesmen. "That's some view you have there."
"Make it stop."
"Sorry, I'm on my way out." He said with a grin.
On his "way out" he went out of his way to bang on the window on the side of the large man with a mullet and now butt crack, to wave goodbye to me, insuring yet another look.


Another reason I'm not posting much, is that I'm working full time now. This is something I haven't done since I first got married, almost 25 years ago. I now have a deeper appreciation for Fridays. TGIF!


ReformingGeek said...

YIKES! What a view. Keep smiling. Monday will be here before you know it.


Collette said...

Ah yes, the butt crack. I'm so sorry you had to go through this. I, myself, had a very disturbing view of the same nature & haven't been the same since. A few years ago, my bro-in-law lived not too far from us in an upstairs flat. He weighs close to 500 lbs & usually wears sweat pants. Unfortunately, one day he was a step in front of me walking upstairs to the flat & the sweat pants decided to creep to about halfway down his rear. My face was.right.there. So I can sympathize with your butt crack blindness. If only there was a safe brain bleach to remove this scarred memory. You should also get back at the co-worker who made you look that way again...LOL!

Nooter said...

reason #78 canines make great companions- our elegant tails prevent accidental butt crack sightings. well except for those whose tails arch upwards, and theyre just narcissistic jerks.

parenting children said...

sorry to hear about the butt crack - and that your working full time.

I've been trying to get to your site for some time now - it keeps messy up and kicking me out. I hope I can continue to visit.