Am I blogging...or am I pitching my existence?
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Tuesday, July 29, 2003 The Pitch: It's like Ten Little Indians meets Amelie! There is cake here. It is 10:30 in the morning and there is cake in every kitchen, remnants from the company picnic one of the organizers keeps bringing in. It has been there since 9:00 a.m. Cake. (There are over a hundred people in the firm. The attendance of the picnic was approximately twenty, half that number being children and dogs. Even with all the children and dogs, there is still an awful lot of cake. It has been announced there will be cake all this week, every day. In every kitchen.)One of my co-workers was out the entire weekend--he called in the Wednesday before saying he would be out due to "stress." It was announced today another of my co-workers will be out for the entire month. As somebody put it, "the fan has taken a direct hit." We were understaffed before, and now, whenever anyone calls in sick, you can be sure that the remaining people will sag in their seats as if hearing of a familial death. There will be lots of overtime, and some people will gorge themselves on it until they burn out entirely, and then they too will start calling in sick for the regular shifts. It could be a glassy-eyed month. In the kitchens, there is cake, enormous swatches of it, where thin neon tubes of letters have been hacked down the center, rendered illegible, laid on the table in a tribute of violent color, nonsensical. There is cake here, the emails say. There is cake. posted by Jeff Lester | 10:49 AM | |
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