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.

Friday, January 28, 2005

It's Fine?

So, I ended up driving that stalling piece of shit to New Rochelle, and miraculously, it seemed fine on the way there, but I still wasn’t satisfied. It took them until the end of the day to call me at work to tell me the one thing I didn’t want to hear: they couldn’t find ANYTHING wrong. I must have had a premonition earlier, because I knew it would happen. I just thought it I’d hear it from White Plains Honda.

I refused to take “we couldn’t find anything” for an answer. Hell the fuck no. They offered to keep the car one more day to run more tests on it; I said yes, BUT despite the extra day of diagnostics and test driving, the car wouldn’t perform its little act as it did for me. Apparently, White Plains Honda had erased all the codes that were in the car’s engine. When something in the car fucks up, it records these little codes that mean specific things in its computer so that when the mechanic pulls them out, he or she can diagnose the issue. Well, they weren’t in my car and the papers from White Plains Honda I gave to New Rochelle weren’t admissible.

So they STILL couldn’t find a damn thing wrong. Since I had something else to do after work, I had my dad take it home, who said it ran like a champ. When I took the car to work today it was PERFECTLY FINE. No stalling, no engine light, no close calls.

What I don’t understand is, a car doesn’t spend an entire week stalling for no reason.

In other news, the staff writer at my job had his last day today. Apparently Manhattanville PAID his ass to leave. A lot of sketchy business goes on there and it was a sad day today. I basically have 1 more good friend left at work I hang out with.

We learned yesterday that a co-worker has lung cancer. I still hate 2005 for the record.

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