Rockin' @ Atlas & Hall

So work this week is way more fun that last week was. Luke is back from the University of Arizona, and Chago's sister is here from St. Edwards [Ester, your shoes rule!], and Dameon and Sam are off from McHi, so we're having a blast again. The old school crew only needs good ol' "Dubbya" to get us back to the way we used to be.


The Cast***

Hector: The Head File Clerk, 30 years old, Catholic and Mexican [and when I say Mexican, I mean MEXIcan-Cheech and Chong + a Ghetto Pick-Up + Luther Vandross + a funny laugh]. He's hillarious. He cracks down if you're lazy, but he's totally cool.

Norma [Mother of Sam}: Secondary file clerk. She's sweet and kinda quiet, and really hard working.

Chago: Secondary file clerk. He's 25 and is in school part time - he supports his Grandma and is helping to put his sister through college @ St. Edwards. He's quiet and hard-working. We call him "the Zen Master". Picture this:

*Luke: "Oh NOOOO!!! There are at least 25 FAXES in each machine and the confirmation box is overflowing, the copy jobs are stacked to the cieling and the mail has to be metered and second-checked. OH NO, ROSA WANTS ANOTHER EMERGENCY FAX. Wait, Anne just called and she's mad - WHERE'S THAT AFFIDAVIT FOR REX? CRAP - MARIJKE IS COMMING! OH NO! I'm all alone and it's already 4:25"

*[Walking in from running an errand]Chago: "Hey, go take this fax down the hall, and I'll handle this."

When Luke comes back, everything is done, 4.62 [we timed Chago once - just kidding] minutes later. TA - DA, Chago the Zen Master.

Sam: @ McHi, Sam is a character - he's got quite a mouth on him and is kinda spacey, u know the type. He's really easy going for the most part though.


Luke: Luke cracks me up - he's a Freshman @ the University of Arizona, and he's like the funniest guy I've ever met. He's very Connan O'Brien and he, Dameon & I pretty bunch bounce comments off one another all day and entertain the entire file clerk crew [the FCC 2623] and the FLEET OF SECRETARIES who work at this RIDICULOUSLY LARGE LAW FIRM.

Dameon: Hey, this guy is my buddy, is @ McHi and he helped me close files last summer. He is huge [six foot three and a solid 245 lbs] - a football player, and he good easily beat up a lion or an iguana [a lion has prowess over an iguana, or a monkey]. He and I love to score El Pato on break, under the code name "Larry".

Janet: Office manager. In an office with like 27 attorneys and a herd of secretaries and legal assistants, she's like for real "IT". Unless you're a "SPECIAL PARTNER" she OWNS YOU. She's tiny but scarier than a democratic majority in the house & senate and I swear she could run the pentagon. She has this thing about safety hazards ['DAMEON, pick up that paper clip on the floor, it's a safety hazard." "Luke, move that box, it's a safety hazard." "Sam, that child is a safety hazard - DESTROY IT."

So, in the mornings, Sam shreds in the file room with his headphones out, completely zonked. Dameon, Luke, and I go back to the old STCC building the Law Firm owns behind the massive building they actually have their offices and law library in. D & I close files and Luke shreds while we jam to my iPod jimmy-rigged to a stereo. Sometimes, we wonder what happened to Ashlee, who just disappeared a month ago...hmm [Hector says she got involved in an underground Chinesse boxing league].

Usually, we take our 15 minute break [honestly, the 30 minutes we SEEM to have spent in the break room is a figmant of your imagination, I promise...] around 10.

After lunch [which Hector gives to us 15 minutes early unless you're Daniel Crane, who isn't home this vacation], Dameon and I close files for about an hour, then head over to file room to help with rush copy jobs, general refiling and FAXES [DOOM DOOM DOOM!!!!! - insert scary music here]. Luke joins us @3:30 when Sam goes home with his mom [they open the office @ 7:30].

Today was pretty funny as days go, topic of the day: why Star Wars episode one is pathetic. More later.


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