Sunday, April 17, 2005

The End of Brains

Went to work yesterday. It was typical 'till a co-worker started having a panic attack, and said that shge had dreams of dying horribly abd younbg. She then began to freak out over a guy who was fired two moths ago, who might come back and shoot up the damn building. I'm like why would he shoot you? Wern't yoiu nice to him? On top of that why he come back? She had no answere, but made it an issue to tell the front door that the side door guard wasn't at his post. I'm like is she alright, or is she on her own wavelength. Like her lots as a co-worker, but this other side of her personality is on the sad scary side. Irrational fear can be dangerous. Specially since the danger is in her head.

Went out with another co-worker. We went to Applebees. After one Bahama Mamma, I wanted to more. ordered the steak. It was good. Talked about the job, and the world, and each other. Dinner ended well. Went our seperate ways. I liked going out. We've got to do that more often.

That's my week.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

She needs to relax. She really went off to her own plant for a moment. She's back to normal this week ROFL