El Jefe
You know when one of "those" days happens to you? Yesterday was one of those extra unordinary days. I was here at work late and Gabe IM's me and asks if I wanna go grab a beer with him. I figured it was late so why the heck not?
As it turns out, while we're chillin and having a few beers the boss calls me and asks that I help him with an emergency. Of course I stop everything and proceed to help him. We couldn't get it done over the phone so I had to head back to the office. Mind you this was around 11:00 pm last night.
So I get to the office and proceed to help him out. Being that I was a little bit tipsie I ended up spilling my guts to the boss and told him how I felt about everything. The conversation went something like this:
Me: Good evening Mr. Boss (I won't put his name for legal reasons). Please forgive me if I smell a little bit like alcohol but I was out drinking with my friend.
Boss: Don't worry, that's okay. I'm sorry to take you away from the evening.
Me: No worries, i'm your employee so that's what i'm here for.
Boss: (walks in and out of his office while on the phone with tech support. He proceeds to ask Gabe who is outside waiting for me to play a game of Centipide. We have an arcade machine outside his office)
Me: (While i'm on hold, I figure that I should tell the boss how I feel about him). Mr. Boss, can I be honest with you? I have to tell you something that is a little bit weird. When you took the song from the Police (every breath you take) and remixed it, I hated you. I hated the fact that you took an amazing song a made your own song.
At that time I remember saying to myself, I would never want to associate myself with this man. Meanwhile one of my friends had gotten free tickets to some Zootopia kinda concert, so we all went. I remember there was a band that I wanted to see, but the headliner was the boss. I didn't know this before hand so it was a surprise to me. As it turns out, the show he put on was great. He had Slash and Faith Evans on stage with him. What made the show great was his sincerity about the loss of his friend. It actually made me almost shed a tear.
Boss: (laughs) What kind of music do you listen to?
Me: Metal, Rock...
Boss: What do you think about the bass player for Metallica?
Me: Rob Trujillo? He's dope! It was a great move, but hopefully they'll ask for his input when creating new songs.
Boss: What about the dude who was shot in Ohio?
Me: Dimebag Darrell? He's one of my heroes. It was sad to see him leave us, and sad that some retarded upset motherfucker had to kill him. My friend Gabe who is outside the office plays like or better than Dimebag
Boss: Yeah, that wasn't cool that he got killed.
By this point I finally got the issue that he called me for fixed.
Me: Mr. Boss, I just want to let you know that life is funny. A long time ago I despised you, and swore that I would never want to do anything with you...and now... look at me. I'm in the lion's den talking with you and telling you i hated everything you stood for. Having the opportunity to work with you I've come to respect you as a business man, CEO and i've come to admire you in some sort of way.
Boss: Thank you. I respect that and I thank you for being here when I need you. Thank you for coming to help me.
Me: Have a good nite Mr. Boss.
So after I left I realized that we are all human and perceptions are exaggerated.
As it turns out, while we're chillin and having a few beers the boss calls me and asks that I help him with an emergency. Of course I stop everything and proceed to help him. We couldn't get it done over the phone so I had to head back to the office. Mind you this was around 11:00 pm last night.
So I get to the office and proceed to help him out. Being that I was a little bit tipsie I ended up spilling my guts to the boss and told him how I felt about everything. The conversation went something like this:
Me: Good evening Mr. Boss (I won't put his name for legal reasons). Please forgive me if I smell a little bit like alcohol but I was out drinking with my friend.
Boss: Don't worry, that's okay. I'm sorry to take you away from the evening.
Me: No worries, i'm your employee so that's what i'm here for.
Boss: (walks in and out of his office while on the phone with tech support. He proceeds to ask Gabe who is outside waiting for me to play a game of Centipide. We have an arcade machine outside his office)
Me: (While i'm on hold, I figure that I should tell the boss how I feel about him). Mr. Boss, can I be honest with you? I have to tell you something that is a little bit weird. When you took the song from the Police (every breath you take) and remixed it, I hated you. I hated the fact that you took an amazing song a made your own song.
At that time I remember saying to myself, I would never want to associate myself with this man. Meanwhile one of my friends had gotten free tickets to some Zootopia kinda concert, so we all went. I remember there was a band that I wanted to see, but the headliner was the boss. I didn't know this before hand so it was a surprise to me. As it turns out, the show he put on was great. He had Slash and Faith Evans on stage with him. What made the show great was his sincerity about the loss of his friend. It actually made me almost shed a tear.
Boss: (laughs) What kind of music do you listen to?
Me: Metal, Rock...
Boss: What do you think about the bass player for Metallica?
Me: Rob Trujillo? He's dope! It was a great move, but hopefully they'll ask for his input when creating new songs.
Boss: What about the dude who was shot in Ohio?
Me: Dimebag Darrell? He's one of my heroes. It was sad to see him leave us, and sad that some retarded upset motherfucker had to kill him. My friend Gabe who is outside the office plays like or better than Dimebag
Boss: Yeah, that wasn't cool that he got killed.
By this point I finally got the issue that he called me for fixed.
Me: Mr. Boss, I just want to let you know that life is funny. A long time ago I despised you, and swore that I would never want to do anything with you...and now... look at me. I'm in the lion's den talking with you and telling you i hated everything you stood for. Having the opportunity to work with you I've come to respect you as a business man, CEO and i've come to admire you in some sort of way.
Boss: Thank you. I respect that and I thank you for being here when I need you. Thank you for coming to help me.
Me: Have a good nite Mr. Boss.
So after I left I realized that we are all human and perceptions are exaggerated.
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5 Comments:
I just got friggin' starstruck after reading that. I know...loser..me.
And good thing he was understanding. But don't you ever go back to work lushy. Dang, I'd like to keep the hookup at Badboy! Yo.
I love how you wrapped that all up nicely.
Everyone falls into preconceptions like that...it's nice when you can forgo all that crap.
(For some reason...I like the fact that Min called you Lushy.)
Thank goodness all i was doing was drinking. HEHE
Interesting, 'cause I would NEVER had answered the phone!
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