Ironic Humor

Upon being informed of my good news, Greg stated "oh, good, an inside job." Yup, an inside job, indeed! I no longer need worry about getting soaked through to the skin and work in wet clothing, this winter. Yipee!


Yesterday, I was assigned another cubicle. My supervisor Ms. W., wanted everyone on her team to be on the same floor. Well, that's logical. So I got moved. The entire contents of my cubicle, including Das Behr went from the 20th floor of the tower to the 21st floor of the tower. My cubicle is located immediately adjacent to Ms.W.'s office-cube. Some other teammates mentioned their mis-givings about being so close to the boss, but I just shrugged it off. Because of two things mainly: Number One- The supes here at SCEA like many real companies are there to HELP their charges- which is so unlike Swishport it's scary. And Number Two- Ms. W doesn't come in until late morning so she is only there from the time I get back from lunch til the time I leave. No worries.


A Cube With A View


Top floor of the tower, baby! My cube abuts the wall of in-operable windows. My view is that of the Bay, The San Mateo-Hayward Bridge, the EastBay (once the fog clears) and perhaps most ironic... All the aircraft on their final approach into SFO. Which includes KE, FL, KL, AF and VS.

I was chatting briefly with a teammate today whilst on break. Das Behr was asked how I happened to wind-up in Campbell if I had worked at SFO. I explained that during my last six months at SFO, I was homeless and living in my car while toiling full-time at the airport...
A woman from SCEA finance bummed a light from me and interjected "Now look where you are."

Yes, indeed, I know full well where I am now. And I'm enjoying-

EVERY SINGLE MOMENT OF IT!!!

So Sayeth Das Behr