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The Work Joke
April 10, 2008, 3:44 pm - Glassperlen
It was a nice sunny day - cold, not that clear sky, but at least a somehow sunny day.
April's 1st day, the Fools Day, all day long.
First thing in the morning, waking up - as early as possible for the fragile nature of a student (and assistant), to be honest a little bit late...
Waking up late means no breakfast, and more importantly no coffee and cigarette; only be-fast-to-catch-the-f***ing-bus in order to be on time for an extraordinary, 2 hours long enduring lecture about "skandals". I was on time. Thank the allmighty divine powers, we still have got right to the academic quarter breaks! Usefull for me in all cases that morning, cause i got my double espresso, my toast and my 5 minutes smoking pleasure...
And as it is for everything in this life meant to happen, this lecture's 2 hours came finally to an end. 11:00 o'clock and i had to run to the train station. Why? I had to be at 12:00 at my work. At the airport. And i ran as a fool i was. Because i am really convinced this particular Day was just meant for me!
I ran to be on time and i was indeed on time at my work. 11:45 to be more exact.
The next 15 minutes were the most painful. Not only for the reason my left foot's corn was burning (from the running obviously)...i was becomming acquainted to the not-that-sofisticated way of releasing someone from his/hers current occupation with the senseless notion: "You're not needed any more". I can say, that on that point my surprise was so big, i thought the person opposite me was really 'fooling' me because of the day.
It was until she continued about it, when i realised that this wasn't a joke at all. It was a serious matter of 'saving money' and 'filling up hours', by putting in my place a fulltimer. Logical, yes. Rightfull, no.
In the end she turned to me: "And it's not a Fool's Joke".
Well, i had to laugh...i couldn't keep myself...i had a great laugh, while leaving her office, which left her now in total surprise. I still hear her following me at the corridor and asking me 'if i was well'.
12:30 and i was standing on the train station plattform, still trying to put myself together.
I have lost my job on a Fool's Day
April's 1st day, the Fools Day, all day long.
First thing in the morning, waking up - as early as possible for the fragile nature of a student (and assistant), to be honest a little bit late...
Waking up late means no breakfast, and more importantly no coffee and cigarette; only be-fast-to-catch-the-f***ing-bus in order to be on time for an extraordinary, 2 hours long enduring lecture about "skandals". I was on time. Thank the allmighty divine powers, we still have got right to the academic quarter breaks! Usefull for me in all cases that morning, cause i got my double espresso, my toast and my 5 minutes smoking pleasure...
And as it is for everything in this life meant to happen, this lecture's 2 hours came finally to an end. 11:00 o'clock and i had to run to the train station. Why? I had to be at 12:00 at my work. At the airport. And i ran as a fool i was. Because i am really convinced this particular Day was just meant for me!
I ran to be on time and i was indeed on time at my work. 11:45 to be more exact.
The next 15 minutes were the most painful. Not only for the reason my left foot's corn was burning (from the running obviously)...i was becomming acquainted to the not-that-sofisticated way of releasing someone from his/hers current occupation with the senseless notion: "You're not needed any more". I can say, that on that point my surprise was so big, i thought the person opposite me was really 'fooling' me because of the day.
It was until she continued about it, when i realised that this wasn't a joke at all. It was a serious matter of 'saving money' and 'filling up hours', by putting in my place a fulltimer. Logical, yes. Rightfull, no.
In the end she turned to me: "And it's not a Fool's Joke".
Well, i had to laugh...i couldn't keep myself...i had a great laugh, while leaving her office, which left her now in total surprise. I still hear her following me at the corridor and asking me 'if i was well'.
12:30 and i was standing on the train station plattform, still trying to put myself together.
I have lost my job on a Fool's Day