Friday, 7 January 2011

the work chronicles.

i'm starting 'the work chronicles.'  seriously, this shit (excuse me, but once i start telling you about it, you will realize that it really is "shit") is too good to not tell anyone about.

for starters, i will tell you about them all.  nicknames of course.

goldfish.
goldfish doesn't like to work.  she is not very smart.  not being mean, i just really think there is not a lot going on in her brain.  she "lost" her phone, and calls in sick all the time, and gets really mad when someone tells her she needs to take her lunch with her, because she likes to take hour lunches in the lodge.

shark.
shark talks shit about goldfish having a 5 minute memory, but his is about 15 minutes. 
really nice, customers like him, but also likes to disappear.  his disappearing is more for snowboarding than for sitting in the lodge. 

butter.
butter isn't a liftie.  he works in the lodge, but he snowboards a lot.  he is friends with goldfish, and they are on the exact same level.  it's an odd mix between fascinating and cringe-worthy to listen to them have a conversation. 

yams.
yams is so tall.  i think he comes to work hungover most days, but when you get him to work, he works really hard.

magnet.
magnet sort of acts like he's on the same level as butter and goldfish, but i think he has brains, he's just a little clueless as to what to do with them.

fore-mina.
foreman loves to have control.  and follow rules.  and make everyone else follow rules.  she is a nice girl, but you better do things her way, or else.

pinky.
pinky is a very out of it girl.  you might go with the stereotypical "blonde" (which she actually is).  she is very sensitive, and is always stressed out about people falling when getting on the chairs.

shovel.
shovel loves to shovel snow.  he wears highlighter orange ski boots and highlighter yellow shirt under his vest.

the twins.
the twins are not twins at all, or even related.  they just have the same name.  i don't see them very often.

burlap.
burlap is a bucket of stress.  and he stresses out all who come near him.  or possibly just me.  i'm not quite sure yet.

giggles.
giggles makes me feel like the world's number one comedian.  seriously.  he laughs at everything i say.  although, he laughs at everything anyone says.  this kid is Always laughing.

there are a few more, but they don't really have any stories at the moment.  i will probably name them later.

anyways.  stories coming soon.

disclosure:  some of the names pertain to those who i have given them to, others just popped into my head so that is what i went with.  not a big mystery, don't worry.

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