I'm writing this tonight for tomorrow's post. I won't write anything tomorrow. I have mid terms all day. On a Saturday. It's a great week. Been studying all night, about to go to bed. Enough status update.
My boss is the owner of the business for which I work. He's a big guy, about 6'5" and 275 pounds. He has two fake knees. Allen has a wife and two young daughters. They both have blonde hair. The older one looks just like her Dad in the face.
Allen used to party a lot. My brother is old enough to have caught some of Allen's later days in the life. He was a cocaine dealer and got busted some time around his 30th birthday. Of course that's done with. He's saved by the lord Jesus Christ. So now it's like all that's over with and washed away by religion. How does that make you feel? I don't think there's a problem with Allen selling some coke but don't act all republican and high and mighty about drugs and crime when you partook in the past.
The whole world is probably full of hypocrites. Not saying he's that bad about it really though. I don't get drug tested. I never was for getting hired. It's great and why I can't leave my job for anything right now. Nah, Allen's cool really. It's just sad to see his life now. You can tell he wants to get out and smoke a joint. He'd love to nod all night on some oxycontin. But he's really involved with the community and his church. His wife is the #1 influence in his life, herself a devout evangelical Baptist christian woman.
I wonder if people only really change by burying or covering shit up really deep. My deepest sadness goes out to those in these situations. I'm glad I have a boss that's at least an interesting, forthright person. This was his portrait to some degree, minus much about his physical attributes and age.
This part's about me (about time i got to that):
It feels bad to be honest about this man though. There are things I hate about him sometimes. And I wonder if that's b/c he's my boss and I just always automatically disrespect forms of authority. When we're working and just talking, he's cool as shit. You know, he talks about the old days and about getting fucked up. Not just drug stuff, you can just tell he's not that bad just shooting the shit.
But he has to hide that side of himself to portray his public and family image especially around certain people. There are certain customers that he has to really act "right" for when they come in. I believe they attend church with him. You can tell a real difference when he's around his brother. Allen can't be "fake" when his brother's around, Gerry wouldn't allow it.
I'm around this man every day almost. I spend more time with this man than anyone in my life other than my significant other. It's hard not to analyze people when you're constantly by them.
My boss is the owner of the business for which I work. He's a big guy, about 6'5" and 275 pounds. He has two fake knees. Allen has a wife and two young daughters. They both have blonde hair. The older one looks just like her Dad in the face.
Allen used to party a lot. My brother is old enough to have caught some of Allen's later days in the life. He was a cocaine dealer and got busted some time around his 30th birthday. Of course that's done with. He's saved by the lord Jesus Christ. So now it's like all that's over with and washed away by religion. How does that make you feel? I don't think there's a problem with Allen selling some coke but don't act all republican and high and mighty about drugs and crime when you partook in the past.
The whole world is probably full of hypocrites. Not saying he's that bad about it really though. I don't get drug tested. I never was for getting hired. It's great and why I can't leave my job for anything right now. Nah, Allen's cool really. It's just sad to see his life now. You can tell he wants to get out and smoke a joint. He'd love to nod all night on some oxycontin. But he's really involved with the community and his church. His wife is the #1 influence in his life, herself a devout evangelical Baptist christian woman.
I wonder if people only really change by burying or covering shit up really deep. My deepest sadness goes out to those in these situations. I'm glad I have a boss that's at least an interesting, forthright person. This was his portrait to some degree, minus much about his physical attributes and age.
This part's about me (about time i got to that):
It feels bad to be honest about this man though. There are things I hate about him sometimes. And I wonder if that's b/c he's my boss and I just always automatically disrespect forms of authority. When we're working and just talking, he's cool as shit. You know, he talks about the old days and about getting fucked up. Not just drug stuff, you can just tell he's not that bad just shooting the shit.
But he has to hide that side of himself to portray his public and family image especially around certain people. There are certain customers that he has to really act "right" for when they come in. I believe they attend church with him. You can tell a real difference when he's around his brother. Allen can't be "fake" when his brother's around, Gerry wouldn't allow it.
I'm around this man every day almost. I spend more time with this man than anyone in my life other than my significant other. It's hard not to analyze people when you're constantly by them.
