2008-10-10 - 10:48 p.m.

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Latest 		I have a person who reports to me at work now. He is cool and weird as hell. I have always gravitated to the really weird fuckers. There is a great cast of characters where I work, and it's the main reason I like my job. It's weird to think that I would miss hearing about someone's anal fissures but if the anal fissures guy quit I would be totally bummed out. I'll never forget the time I asked him how the pain of anal fissures compared to hemorrhoids and he told me he lays awake at night dreaming of how great it would be to just have hemorrhoids.

Anyway, I was someone's boss for about 7 hours today. I have never had any reverence for anyone in management so I don't think it's a big deal. We were discussing some screwed up project and I was said something like "fuck it, let's not worry about it and let them handle it". I've said shit like that about 1000 times but this is the first time it actually meant something to someone other than myself. It was almost surreal in a way; I can't describe it.

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