The Kabuki Play 3

Kabuki is a traditional form of Japanese theater that portrays the lives of people who lived during the Edo period (1600-1868). While it's subject matter is primarily historical, Kabuki's extraordinary spectacles of color and sound through acting, dancing and music still symbolize contemporary life.

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HISTORY OF "THE KABUKI PLAY"

  • The original "Kabuki Play" writings exposed a brash inner monologue as I struggled through the trials and tribulations as a college student. Broken friendships, irritating dorm-mates and akward trips home between semesters kicked off the first "Kabuki Play" series. However, college didn't last forever and "the real world" was right around the corner with drama ten fold.
  • "The Kabuki Play 2," a darker and more disturbing account, told the unsettling story about my first job after graduating from college, it being one of the biggest trainwrecks in the history of "The Kabuki Play." After being caught in the middle of 10 consecutive firings in less than two years and being stuck with four pisspoor bosses, I decided that I'd had enough. So, I quit my job and cut off all the negativity in my life, and moved two hours away from home to start my life over.
  • With a new job, my own apartment and a new beginning, "The Kabuki Play 3" picks up where the second series left off and revisits my inner monologue as I try to leave the past behind me and spread my wings.

Sunday, May 01, 2005

Disaster Control Week

I woke at 7am this morning to be at Manhattanville early enough to finish my final presentation with Debbie. Class wasn’t until 9am.

As we discussed in detail last evening, I would hold the final PowerPoint presentation file on my computer. Since we both had changes to make, I made pretty clear that she was to start a NEW file and then e-mail it to me so we could drop her new slides in the master file.

Well, I get in this morning, and the stupid bitch sent me the ENTIRE presentation. Of course, it was totally different than the version I had on my computer—the one we were SUPPOSED to be using.

Not sticking to what we discussed the night before, she did more than she was supposed to: edited my slides, deleted slides, and changed the flow of the presentation. She did not communicate with me that she was doing this.

She did not allow me to have a say in the look or design of the PowerPoint, and considering that’s what I do for a living, I wanted to fix some things that were inconsistent and sloppy looking.

Once she saw the changes I made, she immediately lost her temper and proceeded to yell at me with: “YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE DONE THAT. I spent A LOT OF TIME and effort on this and you really should NOT have done that.” I said, bitch: “First of all, I am trying to make this look consistent and nice. You changed some of my stuff too—so…” The bitch turned around and walked away!

… That fat, fucking, stankin’-ass, unemployed-BITCH had the fucking AUDACITY to conjure up an attitude with me because I was trying to help.

She let that shit sit on her shoulder for the entire morning as the continued to be curt with me. The presentation was somewhat of a disaster because she was following her presentation and I was following mine. Things weren’t exactly lined up.

As of right now, I want to quit grad school because I don’t want to be stuck in a classroom with a bunch of washed-up unemployed “professionals” who THINK they know everything. I dot need to deal with a bunch of assholes who don’t know how to behave in a classroom.

As it is now, I already have to deal with one bitch too many.

All said and done-that fat bitch can kiss my black ass and take her PowerPoint and shove it up that fat ass crack of hers. I don’t know who the fuck people think they are… I can feel my attitude coming BACK!

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