THE ONES TELLING ME, "OH OBAMA IS BAD..." YOU MEAN BAD AS IN BAD, OR BAD AS IN GOOD?" MY RETORT TO JOHN WURTS, THE LAST LETTER OF SIR NAME INTERCHANGEABLE WITH EITHER S OR Z, DEPENDING IF HE'S REPING AMERICA, OR GERMANY I GUESS...
I TOLD HIM HE DID NOT MAKE THE CUT IN TERMS OF BEING AN ACCOUNT FOR THE GLOBAL PLAN" THOSE WERE MY EXACT WORDS, OR CLOSE ENOUGH, "JOHN SORRY, BUT YOU DIDN'T MAKE THE CUT. hE SAID, BUT I'D STILL LIKE TO TAKE CARE OF YOUR PERSONAL TAXES". MY RESPONSE TO THAT, "WELL JHOHN, WE'LL SEE"OR I MAY HAVE STATED SOMETHING A LITTLE MORE COMFORTING. AFTERALL, BEING HUMAN GIVES ME THE TENDANCY TO HAVE EMPATHY.
STRANGE GROUP ON THE BUS THIS MORNING, PARTICUCLARLY A MAKE OVER FROM THE OLD SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE SHOW, PRODUCED BY MICHAEL LERNER, NOT THE MICHAEL LERNER WHO WAS THE SALES REP AT BROKERS INVESTMENT, WHO JUST OPENED UP A LAW OFFICE ON SUNSET, ACROSS FROM A NEW SEAFOOD RESTAURANT CALLED, "PEARLS" AND "WHISKEY AGO GO" ON THE CORNER OF SUNSET AND SAN VICENTE...ALSO I MAY HAVE SEEN HER ON "30 ROCK" - OF COURSE I COULD BE ENTIRELY WRONG ABOUT THE COMPARISON. INTERESTING BECAUSE I HAD NOTICED ON MY SAG PAYMENTS AFTER THE HURRIED MERGER THE PAYMENTS AFTER THE MERGER, INCLUDING AFTRA, WHICH IS MY PARENT UNION, (AMERICAN FEDERATION OF TELEVISION AND RADIO ARTISTS) SOLIDIED BY "BEST OF EVERYTHING" ON ABC...AND ACCORDING TO THE RETURN ADDRESS ON THE ENVELOPE THE CHECK WAS MAILED FROM 30 ROCKEFELLER CENTER...
THE ADDRESS WHERE I HAD WORKED FOR SINGER SEWING MACHINE CCO AND WHERE MY MOTHER -IN-LAW AT THE TIME BROUGHT MY NINE YEAR OLD SON ON THE KEY PUNCH JOB, AND STOPPING SEVERAL FEET FROM MY KEY PUNCH MACHINE, SAYING LOUDLY, "THERE'S YOUR MOTHER, GO TO MOMMY" PUSHING HIM TOWARDS ME. HER OBJECTIVE BEING TO HALT MY EMPLOYMENT.
ALSO, WITH OTHER SABATOURS AT THE TIME ALSO WORKING AT SINGER SEWING MACHINE, WHO I WOULD LATER IN LIFE MEET AGAIN, SUCH AS MR. REECE WHO IN LATER YEARS I ALLEGE BECAME MARK REYNOLDS AT MERIT FINANCIAL, AND HE WAS MY MANAGER AT SINGER, AND I SUSPECT THAT HE WAS REPREENTING REYNOLDS TOBACCO COMPANY, ONE OF MANY COMPANIES I SUSPECT, THAT HAD PARTICIPATED IN MY SABOTAGE AS WELL AS OTHER MEMBERS OF MY BLOOD FAMILY...AND THERE WAS "PHIL" A LIGHT SKINNED BRO' WITH BAD SKIN AND STRAIGHT HAIR WHO WAS THE PROGRAMMER FOR SINGER SEWING MACHINE, NOT TO BE CONFUSED WITH PHIL GUION, FROM MT VERNON WHO WAS AT THE PARTY IN HARLEM WHERE I HAD FIRST MET CHARLES ARTHUR BUSSEY, COMMONLY REFERRED TO AS "JUNIOR", AND I HAD BEEN BROUGHT TO THE PARTY BY JANICE GIDDINGS, WHOSE FATHER WAS ALSO LIKE MY DAD, A MAILMAN, I'M NOT SURE IF BOTH WERE WORKING AT THE GENERAL POST OFFICE ON 34TH, NEAR MADISON SQUARE GARDEN OR NOT, WHERE MY DAD WAS EMPLOYED.
MY CO-WORKERS CONSISTED OF TWO FEMALE EXPERIENCED KEY PUNCH OPERATORS, I HAD VIRTUALLY JUST STARTED AT SINGER SEWING MACHINE COMPANY, ONE WAS A TALL, SOMEWHAT OVERWEIGHT DARK HAIRED ITALIAN PERHAPS REPRESENTING THE CATHOLIC CONTINGENCY, AND HER CO-SABATOUR, A SHORT RED HEAD WITH A HOOK NOSE AND UPON THE BRIDGE WERE HER SPECS...
BOTH WOMEN WERE MY TORMENTERS, WHO CACKLED AMONGST THEMSELVES AND WHEN I HAD ENTERED MR. REECE'S OFFICE TO LET HIM KNOW THAT I'D LIKE TO BETTER MYSELF BY BECOMING A PROGRAMMER, FOR THE PURPOSE OF HIGHER PAY, AFTERALL, I HAD A CHILD THAT I FELT RESPONSIBLE TO SUPPORT.
I HAD HEARD MY MOTHER IN LAW'S SHRILL VOICE, THE WOMAN WHO HAD SCREAMED THAT, "I HOPE YOU DIE IN CHILD-BIRTH!", JUST BECAUSE I HAD THROWN A BIRTHDAY PARTY FOR MY HUSBAND. IT WAS DECEMBER, EITHER THE 2ND OR THE 7TH- THE XMAS SEASON, WHEN EVERY ONE WAS SUPPOSE TO BE HAPPY, BUT NOT ME.
I'D BEEN THWARTED IN MY DESIRE TO BE GREAT AND AT THAT TIME I FELT TOTALLY TRAPPED- IN A SMALL CAGE. MY DESIRE FOR PREMED STOPPED ABRUPTLY BY MY PREGNANCY. NOT REALISING AT THE TIME OF COURSE THAT THIS WAS ALL PART OF A SVABOTAGE THAT WOULD LAST FOR OVER 60 YEARS.
AND I WAS GROWING WEAKER BY THE DAY BY THE INABILITY TO MAKE MY OWN DECISIONS.
MY SON CAME RUSHING TO THE KEY PUNCH MACHINE WHERE I WAS SITTING PUNCHING SSQUARE HOLES INTO A COMPUTER CARD WHILE I TYPED, NOTHING BY THE WAY LIKE THE CHAD COUNTS TELEVISED DURING THE ALLEGED CLOSE ELECTION BETWEEN BUSH AND WHAT'S HIS NAME- YEARS FROM THAT PRESENT TIME, BACK IN THE LATE 60'S.
(NOTE: WELL IT WAS JUST CONFIRMED THAT MY "UNIQE PERSPECTIVE BLOG" IS BEING TRANSMITTED IN REAL PACIFIC TIME BY THE BLOND SITTING ON THE LEFT SIDE OF THE BUS, AND I WAS SITTING IN THE BACK SEAT, RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE, SO I COULD OBSERVE JUST ABOUT EVERYTHING...THE BLOND THAT I THOUGHT WHO RESEMBLED ONE OF THE ACTRESSES ON "SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE", OR "30 ROCK", BUT THE BLOND ON THE BUS I THOUGHT WAS MUCH PRETTIER, WHO HAD CONFIRMED MY SUSPICIOANS WHEN I HAD GOTTEN UP HEADING TO MAKE MY EXIT, NEEDING TO PASS HER ANYWAY, AND I ASKED, "SO HOW DO YOU LIKE WHAT I'VE WRITTEN SO FAR?"
SHE LOOKED UP, HER SMILE BROADENING AND SAID, "OH IT'S GREAT" AND SHE RESUMED READING, I WAS SO GRATEFUL AND TRULY APPRECIATIVE- TO KNOW THAT SISTERHOOD STILL TRULY DOES EXIST.
I HAD ALWAYS WONDERED WHY MY MOTHER HAD ALWAYS TOOK MY HUSBAND'S SIDE WHENEVER WE ARGUED, BUT I GUESS SHE WAS WATCHING OUT FOR MY BEST INTEREST- SHE DIDN;T WANT HIM TO MURDER ME IN MY SLEEP - A THOUGHT THAT HAD FLITTED THROUGH MY MIND MORE OFTEN THAN I CARE TO ADMIT.
(C)COPYRIGHTED BY GWEN MITCHELL AT 9:51AM RIDING THE 704 METROBUS ON DETOUR TO SANTA MONICA BEACH- A METAPHOR FOR MY LIFE, PERHAPS.
UPDATED AT THE SANTA MONICA PUBLIC LIBRARY ON SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 11,2016 AT 1:54 PM, SANTA MONICA, CA 90401
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