Braindead in Batumi
Functions depressed
Struggle each morning
Just to get dressed
Half hungry half tired
Unsure of my needs
Brain dredges up
Forgotten misdeeds
Sunday, November 17, 2019
Saturday, November 2, 2019
Construction Complaints
“Quit your bellyachin!” Big John scolded the crew of seven. “I won’t stand for it.”
A whisper made its way into one of the crew’s ears about how few things Big John - a euphemism, as calling him ‘Fat John’ was grounds for dismissal - would stand for. The man into whose ear this sentiment was whispered snickered involuntarily.
“Who’s cracking jokes? I should dock all your pay.” At that there came a chorus of ‘fuck yous’ and miscellaneous grumbling. After a moment, one of the crew spoke up.
A whisper made its way into one of the crew’s ears about how few things Big John - a euphemism, as calling him ‘Fat John’ was grounds for dismissal - would stand for. The man into whose ear this sentiment was whispered snickered involuntarily.
“Who’s cracking jokes? I should dock all your pay.” At that there came a chorus of ‘fuck yous’ and miscellaneous grumbling. After a moment, one of the crew spoke up.
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