13.07.07
My friend is on stage Stevie Muree playing guitar. I am working hard talking to Judy and Jolene. I am talking our collective journey as hard as I can I am walking out in bliss the there of us passing bottle of crown Royal. Next a spiff is lit in the back of the SUV us rolling and playing. I am massively happy. I am sure how or why these things happen to me are just ecstatic when they do. I am just an average bloke in a pair of jeans and t-shirt, which seeks to save Africa .The women, are attractive and successful by the conversation we are having best friends, and middle management in different energy companies. I am ok , under employed and overeducated, I am sussing not their average fare. I also by the after in a luxury SUV three of us in varying stages of undress the embarrassed glances they may share much but this is the first time they’ve shared this. I am honoured and just silly happy in daze .
Ongoing sporadic journal of the overeducated, and underemployed. The title derived from Coupland’s description of cubicle land; the corporate ghetto. Random photos and thoughts. Left the ghetto, never happier. This still a work in progress
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