...clock ticks life away....

hmmm

the weeks just about done.

lets see now, it began with me goin to work on a sat (which is a day off)

sunday was tiresome as usual. sundays are the worst cuz its all bout the reports. sunday also saw me stayin back to try n finish all that was pilin up. no success there.

monday was. there was a little incident in the smokin room. u see, i went there for a smoke. and as usual i was mindin my own business. anyways there was a company mate already there. i grunted to acknowledge her presence. a few seconds later i was asked the question of death. this a question that has no safe answer, none what so ever. and there is no man alive on the planet who can prove me wrong. all the others have died tryin to answer the question.
shes asks me "do i look fat?"
my mind was racing, talk bout the devil n the deep blue. those few agonising seconds were eternity. heard somebody walkin to the smokin room .{saved i am} i thought. it was another female. then female no. 1 turns to her and says "he said im fat" and they both look at me with that look. any guy who has been in a situation like this knows what the look is. no explanations needed here. and all the while i didnt even say a thing. i quickly put out my cigarette and ran. yes yes i am a coward. well id rather be a coward alive than a brave one dead.

sometime later im at the smokin room again. and shes there, again. this time shes talkin to one of the guys from debs. theyre talkin bout height. so he asks me how tall i am and i answer. he then leaves me alone with her. and shes talkin all the time. i havent said a word to her yet. two guys from another brand enter and she says to them "he's makin fun of me cuz im short". i didnt say a thing. woe is me and better still why me?

later that evening went to one of my favs places in q8, and believe u me q8 does not have much to offer. al jarir bookstore. they have it all there. and then the bday wishes started comin in. makin me realise it was gettin late and i had to work next day.

heppy budday me. prove it! is it?
im late to work. well early cuz im in before 8 but late by my standards. i always head to the printer first then to my seat. and then they start in automated sequentiality. i stood there. didnt kno what to say or do. then zam goes" awwww, he's embarrased!!" {and i was} "c'mon say thank you".
and i thanked each and everyone. if i was paid a dinar for every thank you that day......
a few moments later, zam calls us the cbu into the sample room. i thought she was goin to officially announce sb's resignation. she did and then they handed me stuff. cool stuff. the best thing i got were socks. yes yes, sounds strange but a man cant enuff underwear and socks. wow. really. i really never expected any of this. now this was a surprise. a real surprise. and once again i had nothin to say. i just didnt kno what to say. u see, i more used to givin than receivin, and if that happens i dont how to react. then my dear crew did something really nice and weird. they got me lunch. socks n stuff n food. what more cud a guy ask for? well a lot, but this was nice. nice. i work with a strange crew. no question. and its all our individual electro-eccentricities that create the somewhat twisted dynamic that only our crew has in the entire company. thank God for that. the company wudnt be able to handle more than one bunch of nutters.

i just wondered why mom didnt call. ahhh, but she did. she waited until it was a certain time. u see, she called at the hour i was born. that rocked totally. we spoke a long time. she finally asks "how do u want me to pack ur cds?" lol. mom n me usually have one way of talkin and that is - grrr, snarl, snap, grrr. but shes my mom and thats how we talk. lol. hmm, im willin to bet if she knew somebody was comin to q8 just before the day she wud have baked a cake. yeah u have to taste her choco cake.

thank you all for the calls, txts, emails. really, i didnt kno i had so many friends who remembered the day the of the damned. my heppy budday.

the day ended with alcohol runnin thru my veins. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. nice.

there are bits n pieces i cant cant recall right now that made the day slightly off-centered.

"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream."