sorrow turning to confusion, and a back to a bit of frustration.

today.
i was trying to ask my bosses what i was to do.
the produce guy (flagrant homo) comes up.
they start talking, and he was saying how his friend told him his performance was slipping.
to where my one boss with the stick up his ass replies by saying.
oh its time to get new knee pads then, eh?
immediately after.
they all fucking gawk at me.
oh look travis is trying to say something.
but i couldnt quite place my words.
after he just verbally assaulted this homo, and they all had a good chuckle over it.
so yeh. i guess thats true flagrancy.

also.
i was coming back from break.
i was in apparel.
there was an intersection a bit away.
as im approaching, this elderly man (80?) is coming from my left down this intersection.
he crosses first with like maybe a good 5 feet to spare.
then. ppppppppllllllllllllllbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbtttttttt.
the geezer fuckin rips a loud one.
maybe he was deaf.
maybe he couldnt control it.
maybe he was a bit embarrassed,
but the man just kept walking like not a damn thing had happened.
never looked back.

i didnt really sti(n)ck around to think about it much though.
damn.

fuckin misty.
call me!
you used to.......