Monday, April 12, 2004

long day

"Hey Bruce" I say.
"How's things Bruce" I add.
"How 'bout the big vacation?"

The boardroom is silent and everyone is looking at me. I'm screaming these questions to Bruce, not anyone else. Oh, the nerve...

Bruce goes about his normal existance, much like I didn't exist. A dilly here, a dally here, so pop in the boardroom; cocky, confident. Whats his big secret... Talking with the ladies, all right, and fending off some boyfriends, what a slicko.

I once assembled a complete HO scale model railroad track, all 37 feet of it, as it sits in the attic. That has yet to get the same attention that Bruce has in the pre-meeting group.

Bruce says, "Screw you, Bernie!"

I shouldn't talk outloud, I know that... Boo Hoo...