8:05 In The Morning (Buh-DUM Buh-DUM)

[dexfarkin]

See, let me tell you about my day. Day, how can you have a day, Dex? It's only 8:05 in the morning. There needs to be the Trump and the Call for your to be awake at 8:05 in the morning, much less wearing pants and not looking like a catalog of 'male hair styles of the 1970s', you say.

Fuck you guys, really. That was uncalled for.

Anyhow, my day started with a conference call at 6am. Here's how this works. Because we are working on a bid between the regions of Europe/Middle East, the Americas, and AsPac (Asia Pacific, as opposed to the new fetish video game classic, AssPac-Man), the only time we can synch up time zones involves the stupidly early in the morning time range. So, groggy and sleep deprived, I get subjected to a medley of accents, including Australian (West Sydney to be specific, like Seraph's accent before she traded it for a Midwestern one), Scottish (and not funny Billy Connelly Scots. I mean full on sheep punching and oatmeal fucking Scots), Hong Kong (which sounds like a Londoner who's been grabbed by the nuts), Hampshirian-shiran-shustersurian, whatever. English, and best of all, transposed Brooklyn in Long Island.

I still have no clue what anyone said at any point.

More importantly, guess who insommnia kept up until 4am? On the plus side, I have a tremendous amount of work to do. Wait, lemme just reread-- fuck...

I demand sympathy, words of encouragement, hardcore pornography, a case of RedBull, and recommendations on where to buy amphethemines in Toronto these days.

Comments

[deathpixie]

Actually, you sounded rather together during that call. Well done on the faking. *grins*

And no, you didn't wake me up - I was having an equally crappy night due to the fact I couldn't lie in one position for more than fifteen minutes without something hurting. Bounce, Heatherly, I have a whole new world of respect for you guys.

[dexfarkin.livejournal.com]

Of course. That was work voice. Work voice deals in millions only, has India on speed dial and can manage a dozen vice presidents like children. Work Voice only buys the best designer cocaine and third world mineral rights. Work voice once dated Scarlett Johansson, and she still leaves teary messages begging it back. Work voice was the first man on Mars. Work voice really killed Princess Di.

[pebblin.livejournal.com]

My mom has a 'work voice'. It used to weird me out and when she used it to call my aunt and left her a message, my aunt's grandkids asked her who that white lady was that had called.

Can your work voice get me nudy pics of Scarlett? I don't really dig her, but hey. Why the hell not?

[http://users.livejournal.com/_bounce_/]

*wry* I've got a whole lot more practice, and, I suspect, better drugs. But *hugs* That sort of night always sucks giant monkey balls. (Dex's night can have the giant hairy money balls)