"Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be cumbered with your old nonsense." -Emerson


"Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing about." -Benjamin Franklin

Alma 26:30 "And we have suffered all manner of afflictions, and all this, that perhaps we might be the means of saving some soul; and we supposed that our joy would be full if perhaps we could be the means of saving some."


Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Angry Francise

I think that everyone has at some point in their life come across those special people that get very angry very fast, and yet you can not help but find it amusing from afar. If not, then I think you should. Francis is that person for me. I work at an online company in the accounts payable division. It is just a big room with lots of cubicles... I love and hate cubicles. There is no real privacy, just the illusion of it. No privacy doesn't bother me though. It is the illusion that bugs me. On the other hand with cubicles I have the freedom to wave my arms around and make rude hand gestures without restraint as long as I don't actually say anything.
So, it is in this environment that I have come across Francis. My only real contact with the man is a few times at the community printer and the passing acknowledgment in the halls from having met at aforementioned printer. So how do I know about Francis and his humorous short fuse? It's all in the cubicles my friend. Another perk to them is that you can hear other people's reactions to things at the purest, when they didn't mean to speak but slipped. And then I can laugh at them... I enjoy this immensely. You see, Francis sits on the other side of the row next to me and freaks out about everything. I hear the phrase "GOD DAMMIT, STUPID PEOPLE" at least ten times before ten o'clock I am sure. He can not get through a phone call most of the time without asking to put the person on hold and then cussing at the unknowing person as he looks something up with them on hold. You get the general idea? Well, let me enhance this image for you... When I see him in the halls he is usually mumbling to himself and doing something with his arms that can only be described as physically having to keep himself from waving them around as he talks to himself. Now to get the full effect I want you to get the full picture of him. No exadurations.. and all though it might sound a little insensitive.. it is the truth. I am a little under five foot two. I am one or three inches taller than he is. He has a huge hump on his back and waddles when he walks.
The whole expieriance of Francis is funny. It is just a good thing that I don't have more regular actual contact with him.. I would be laughing all day. Sometimes I can hear the guy who sits next to him trying to calm him down.. its a good effort but rarelly works.