Me: Yes, I often work in the community with troubled women and women from broken homes.

Other Person: Really... are you a social worker?

Me: No, I'm a strip club DJ.

With Iron Maiden in the background, blaring from my Sirius boombox I sit doing one of the most boring tasks in tech support: watching Windows Update install onto a new XP install. Someone even visited me here in the office on Sandy Blvd (Portland, OR) and asked me if all I do all day is watch task bars go from left to right on computer monitors.

Honestly, a lot of it, yes.

Remember, though, that when you hire someone to work on your computer, odds are that the nearest three year old could accomplish the task. You hire chubby guys with glasses and polo-styled shirts to work on your computer not because they know what to do. You hire them because they know what to do when all hell breaks loose.

And who the fuck decided to call me bipolar? Maybe mood swings are just part of my personality. I miss the old me. I mean, symptoms of Bipolar Disorder include alcohol abuse, cocaine abuse, shopping sprees, delusions of grandeur... some people call that a pathway to destruction.

I used to call it a Tuesday.

Check out the new blog residence. It looks like my blog went shopping at Old Navy. It's so pretty I didn't want to ruin anything by posting another blog. Nice, eh?

goochout