Give Me A Break

What a fate, to be condemned to work for a firm where the smallest omission at once gave rise to the gravest suspicion!
-Franz Kafka
"The Metamorphosis"

Twenty-five years ago today:

August 29, 1985
Thursday

It was a very pressurized day at the office with Guy Grivet, Cindy Marino and Chris as RD (Research and Developmental stand-in managers). I especially did not like the way Guy was checking to make sure everyone was open for customer calls. Give me a break…as if we’re children.

Dale made a disclosure.
“Michael, Rachelle called me to say that Heidi may not be able to go to the concert. That means you can bring your new girlfriend.”
“Give me a break.”
I gave Rachelle a call and I believe we persuaded Heidi into going to the concert after all.

I went to the gym and had a decent workout tonight. I remained on the Life cycle for twenty-five minutes, working up a good sweat. My jock-itch isn’t so itchy anymore. I think it’s all gone bye-bye.

I met a gal named Laverne after my workout. She’s a very fat ‘porker’. She works in the Intensive Care Unit somewhere in Berkeley. I was going to suggest she move-in with me but I don’t think so. She’s too fat, sweet and nice; however, the two of us couldn’t live together. It would be a misfit situation. I will stick to living alone.

I telephoned my sister-in-law, Helen, and she is probably coming over tomorrow night. Tomorrow I may just go home to exercise via a video aerobics class and then run. Who knows? It might be a good change.

I telephoned Rachelle and we had a nice chat. We miss one another.

I telephoned Chris Cordellos, too. We had a good talk. His sister had a baby girl and named it Natasha Nicole. He seemed in ‘okay’ spirits.
Chris announced proudly, “I was back in L.A. doing some modeling, but now I’m back.”
“So what are you doing now?”
“I am going to cosmetology school.”

I thought silently, “Oh brother.”
And then I said, “Oh good, now I’ll have a new hair cutter.”
Chris chuckled and said, “Yeah!”
I continued to chat, telling him tidbits about Rachelle and Karen and my forthcoming trip to France.
“I can’t believe I’m leaving on Monday,” I said excitedly.

Sometimes while I am at work I get the urge to workout. My anxieties are relieved from my workouts.


"Damn your idea of my kindness...I ask you to come with me because I want you and your company, and if you don't believe me you can leave the car now and find your own way home. Go on, open the door, and get out!"
-Daphne du Maurier
"Rebecca"