Mani Del Merdre
And G, today, coming in to work, confronted by the owner, a customer complained, a dear friend of the owner, J***, G*** was rude, indifferent, clumsy, abrupt...
And it starts...the family-style Italian shouting, screaming match, A***** and I listen, it's insane, it takes me a moment or 2 to figure it out...
G*** leaves. G*** is now unemployed, he quit, the owner fired him, I've seen this show too many times before, it's boring...we're fucked. Fucked fucked fucked.
And throughout the afternoon we're treated to the owner's opinions of what an asshole G*** is, and he is, he's texting the owner, looking for a fight, he's texting J***, thanking him for losing his job for him...
I've got the benefit of all sides on this, G***, "Mani Del Merdre", dropping, breaking things whenever the owner is around, nervous, drunk at 6:00 PM, earlier if he worked the long day, popping out for a joint, hours spent sitting on his ass in the lobby texting his girlfriend, he wasn't making the best of impressions, but we all understand...
...and the bosses nephew is coming back, we're overstaffed, all of us were secretly hoping it would be one of us, sadly it was G***, the one who somehow or another most fit in here...
The day is extra long, we're waiting on the nephew from Italy now to replace him, the nephew assures us he's in no hurry to come back, he's seen the light...
Meanwhile, I've a daughter arriving, need a new vehicle, "pronto" as the Italians would say, and so I'm sticking it out, another month at least, but the writings on the wall...
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Into the Wild...
Listening to Eddie Vedder - Into the Wild (Rise). Because it's cold and it's work and it's that time...the halfway point between all bills paid and summer, all moneys now will be invested towards the next years expedition, the last before inexplicable wealth and fortune overtake me, the last before I'm faced with the overwhelming responsibility of a lifetime's worth of indolence and free time, and the music, well, it's strangely apt...
It's not just about finding money, wealth, gold, diamonds, it's not at all about that, but it's easy enough to imagine, no, it's about finding peace and yourself...
And to hell with the ending, that's the chance you take, fair enough. But this is prospecting, this is living, this is life...
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Vacuum Cleaner
8 months now in the apartment, without a vacuum cleaner. Other than the kitchen it's pretty wall-to-wall carpet.
Guessing by the color of my shed hair and belly-button lint, I'd guess it was grey, but the dark mouse colored patches along the wall and the centipedes brazenly marching across the living room floor were clues that maybe I should vacuum...
I have a vacuum, hidden away somewhere deep in a storage locker, I remember it, and on one of those rare weeks where the payments are current and the weather is nice I go and do a quick raid...I'll find it. Opening the door, the first thing to fall on me is the long-carpet-sweeper attachment...this has to be a good sign...
...but the world is full of false omens, and a more thorough search of the locker turns up no further trace...it could be anywhere, under a hundred boxes...I do manage to find an old spare tire, however, from the old Volvo, I had wondered what had become of it, now I know...it's here...
So I need to buy a vacuum, and I hit a few thrift shops, nearby, on my days off, eventually I find one, $20, working, and I set to work in a particularly difficult corner...it works a charm, a few passes with the furry attachment and I find the carpet, I really should have raked it first...
And so I clean, it seems a bit obsessive, I think to myself, but no-one looking at my apartment would find me obsessive, really, it's just my own prejudice, and it kind of feels good, like a hot bath or brushing your teeth, there's a zen-ness to cleanliness that I respect and admire, only I haven't the patience or training for it...
When I'm done I wonder if I should throw away the vacuum bag, or try and sell on ebay, easy 5 lbs of gold dust and diamond bits in that, remnants from the summer...
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World's 2nd Largest Diamond Found in Botswana
The World's 2nd largest diamond found in Botswana, apparently on the news yesterday and everyone was telling me about it today...we had customers reserve tables just to tell me...
Don't count me out, I'm not done by a long shot...
Read the full article here: http://www.bbc.com/news/world-africa-34867929
Found by the Canadian Mining company Lucara, and at 1,111 Carats (that's only 210 grams, or a little under 8 oz) the 2nd largest gem quality diamond ever recovered.
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