Survival Of The Weirdest

Good news! I made it through another round of layoffs, "this time," to quote my general manager.

It looks like a ghost town where I'm working with the many dark empty offices with spirits of employees past. There are so many vacant positions and holes in services that we all have to pitch in and provide coverage.

Something funny happened while I was filling in at City Hall the other day. We were waiting for a brief ceremony to begin. I was covering the reception desk when a tall rustic western-looking good 'ole boy with a cowboy hat walked up and said, "Is Sherry here yet?" I said, "No, not yet." He said, "Well, will you call her and tell her I'm here." I replied, "And who shall I say is here?" He said, "Tell her number one is here." I dialed the phone and said, "Sherry, John Wayne is here." The mayor managed to keep a straight face for a second before he let loose with a loud guffaw.

I doubt my unique 'interpersonal skill set' is what is keeping me around but, whatever the reason, I'm thankful to have my job, for now. Since I'm definitely in a game of outwitting, outplaying, and outlasting others I've decided to don a Survivor immunity costume to protect myself from being voted off the job next time around. It will feature a Native American-looking mask with green and yellow war paint, surrounded by snake rattlers and eagle feathers. If I never blog again, it's because I fell into a sink hole looking for rattlers and eagle feathers on the reservation. The pink print tankini is perfect casual business attire for an Arizona office.