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, November 20, 2005

The Bitch Ain’t Right

My hunches were correct—my new boss sucks. Thankfully, she’s not worse than the last bitch I had to deal with, but she’s not much better.

It is one thing to start a new job and have to endure a learning curve. It’s another to be in over your head, a weak leader, and blatantly lackadaisical. I think I already told you about her frequent lateness to meetings, extended lunch and coffee breaks, and tendency to chit chat a little too much throughout the day.

It seems to me like her antics all stem from one thing, so I think I’ve finally figured her out. She’s a big expressionist. She comes up with big ideas, but does nothing to put it into fruition. For me, personally, she likes the OUTCOME of what I do, but wants nothing to do with the process or logistics of my job—just the end result.

She’s resistant when we ask for help. Everyday she has a new excuse for something else she can’t do. I especially love the slight tremor in her neck that prevents her from taking pictures. A dysfunctional coffee addict and a bad proofreader by the “end of the day,” what good can she possibly do me?

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