1:10 a.m. | 2003-09-06 I�ve Been Super Jinxed. I went to work today, and well, worked. I then joined Boss for a brief yet fruitful shopping excursion after work, went home and ran some errands. Then, hell froze over, so I went clothes shopping. I came home, unloaded everything and realized that I needed to take the trash out. I wanted to do that right away before I got involved with other things. By then, it was after 9:00pm. Perfect. Too early to run into my posse of seniors, and too late to run into OurBoss (my boss� boss). I forgot all about the Jinx. Of course. They�ve been doing some roadwork all around TheHotel as of late. It involves many little pebbles, hence I can�t walk anywhere without a little stone creeping around underfoot. I took out the trash and got a pebble in my shoe. Of course, I sat on the bumper guard in the alley in order to extract this irritant. Just as I was ready to head back inside, OurBoss came walking down the alley. Talking on his cell phone. I was hoping I hadn�t caught his attention, but as soon as he saw me, he waived. I waived back. Then, I sat there. Like a fish in a barrel. If nothing else, I�m polite. I can swoon, embarrass or destroy people with my politeness. OurBoss proceeded towards me while I was deliberating on just exactly how I was gonna use my politeness. Well, politely. Of course. I was hoping he�d wave as he passed me and continue with his phone conversation. Instead, he told whomever he was talking to that he had to call them back. Then this happened. (OurBoss:) What are you doing out here? (CI:) (Not wanting to explain that whole trash-pebble situation.) Uh, just getting some fresh air. You know, de-stressing? (OurBoss:) Oh, it�s been an easy week; what�s there to stress about at work? (CI:) At work? Um, that�s okay at the moment. It�s just, um, our busy time. Have you been listening to all that stuff? (OurBoss:) What stuff? (CI:) The proceedings. (OurBoss:) No, I don�t have time for that. (CI:) Well, you know that we have to listen to it, and it�s been pretty crazy lately. (OurBoss:) Yeah, it�s been a little wacky. (CI:) (Getting up and walking back to my Dreamspace.) And, I�ve been learning a lot about This and That. Such stuff is outside my normal topical areas, so I�ve been studying about it. (OurBoss:) Oh, but you have that one document. The one written by so-and-so. That�s a great one. I wrote it myself, actually. (CI:) I analyzed that today. The changes are very good actually. It�s much more efficient now. We�re doing okay, right? (OurBoss:) Yeah, you guys are doing great. (CI:) See you later. I was actually thinking about my uncle�s death, but OurBoss doesn�t know anything about that. And, good thing for me, I didn�t say �oh fuck� out loud when I saw him walking down the alley. I don�t dislike OurBoss or anything; I just don�t want to discuss work after 9:00pm on a Friday night. After I went clothes shopping and all that. Please, Scotty, just beam me up already. your thoughts? seed flower