So, there I was, working for a medical laboratory, driving around the valley, dropping off reports and picking up unmentionable substances :eek: and blood for analysis at the lab. It was a pretty cool job, driving around, hanging out with the cute staff ;) in the doctor’s back offices and stuff. Here’s where it gets ugly; the boss’ son is a fellow driver. We all share vehicles. When he gets done with his he routinely leaves big stringy boogers hanging from knobs and the mirror. This results in some tension between us. I had to keep it mellow, given my need for the job at the time. This is just a side story to the drama between this guy and his brother, who also works at the lab; they battle it out with unmentionable substances deposited in strategic places. Maybe the boogers were just collateral damage??? Then a fellow driver leaves town and the first thing his girlfriend (another co-worker) does is show up at my door with a six pack and the female equivalent of a hard-on. Well, I didn’t eat the forbidden fruit but the other guy still caught wind of the event (a distorted version, im sure; I guess she wasn’t too happy about being rebuffed) and turned into an enemy anyway. My roommate was also working there at the time; his girlfriend turned evil on me (for reasons still unknown) and turned him on me. So, there I was, public enemy number one, with the boss’ son ready to pull the plug on me if I complained one more time about the snot. The final straw was when a centrifuge blew up and the guy responsible for misloading it blamed the event on me! I ended up in a room with most of the aforementioned and the boss telling me that I was creating too much trouble and had to go! Moral of story? In incestuous businesses everyone seems to be intent on screwing everyone else, and there always has to be someone on the end of that nasty little daisy-chain.
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