Oblivion
03-18-2010, 02:30 AM
the following story is a non fictional event of my job, wrapped in a titanic like story.
names and places have been changed to protect the guilty.
written with a little twist.
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so 2 +1/2 yrs ago i'd been waiting in the docks for a few years prior, waiting for a ship to pull in to port and offer me a crew position.
finally this ship pulls up called the titanbrick, offers a job stoking boilers for minimum wage, so i board.
its a bit of a musty ol ship, but i figured that being on that crew would do.
after 18mths i could see that i'd never get a proper room, and be forced to spend what seemed like the rest of my journey sleeping on the floor of the lunchroom.
i needed security, but i rode the waves for another 12mth in hope that one of the many empty rooms would be offered to me.
by this time i can see that the ship has a gash in the side and is taking on water.
eventually, one of amkons finest (or disgraceful ;) ) hears my occasional cries of concern, and encourages his boss to steer the ship in my direction so AK's finest can toss me a life ring and get off early.
i look at the life ring, and just like its ship its in pristine condition, looks very appealing, has what seemed like a fantastic crew from the brief conversations i had.
but alas, im the idiot who looks down and says "man thats a really fuckin' tempting ship, even the life ring looks good, but the titanBrick just made me an offer to take on of their last bedrooms and become permanent crew so i think ill stay back and try help save her from going under the waves."
i look at our ship, gash in the side and slowly listing, crew in a mad panic, nobody really in charge, by now my toes are getting wet from the occasional wave while i stand on the deck.
but i decide, "nah, i think the crew and i can save the titanBrick, she wont be sunk that easily" so i go back to enjoying the 6 piece band playing on the deck, sip my pina-colada, sit back in the deck chair which ive just re-arranged and think well the captain should have a plan of attack anytime soon.
so off sails the really nice looking ship.. one of the top 500 ships in the world and i turn it down for this rusty ol tub with crooked wooden floors, all covered in dust n grime.
meanwhile on the titanbrick, theres been massive crew turn overs as some leave for better ships, and other fools join the rest of us fools in thinking that the titanbrick is unsinkable.
a brick, unsinkable? what kinda nonsense is that?
but alas, here i am, now all the ones in charge of the ships direction have quit and left captain smith all alone at the helm with his crew of minions (including me) but no officers.
the "first mate" and other vitally important roles have flagged down a better ship and will be leaving in a few weeks.
but, i continue to wake every morning and help crew the titanbrick, knowing that my feet are continually wet and now, to top it off, they closed 2/3rds of this ship down.
so now the entire crew's lives depend on that last 1/3rd of the ship keeping us all afloat, dry, comfortable, and well fed.
i think the waves at my feet is like water torture, and im starting to see the light.
i think ill stop re-arranging the deck chairs, leave others to the mad panic "ooh save me, what do we do", and start building myself a life boat, to row myself over to one of the many ships in these waters.
the titanbrick is going down, her bow is now starting to look beneath the waves from time to time. and more crew are building their life rafts or firing their own distress flares.
at times it seems like it CAN float, and the bilge pumps do work.. but soon nobody will be in those vital roles to operate the bilge pump. and i dont make a good bilge pump operator as im just one of the dudes getting dirty below deck by shovelling coal into the boilers.
names and places have been changed to protect the guilty.
written with a little twist.
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so 2 +1/2 yrs ago i'd been waiting in the docks for a few years prior, waiting for a ship to pull in to port and offer me a crew position.
finally this ship pulls up called the titanbrick, offers a job stoking boilers for minimum wage, so i board.
its a bit of a musty ol ship, but i figured that being on that crew would do.
after 18mths i could see that i'd never get a proper room, and be forced to spend what seemed like the rest of my journey sleeping on the floor of the lunchroom.
i needed security, but i rode the waves for another 12mth in hope that one of the many empty rooms would be offered to me.
by this time i can see that the ship has a gash in the side and is taking on water.
eventually, one of amkons finest (or disgraceful ;) ) hears my occasional cries of concern, and encourages his boss to steer the ship in my direction so AK's finest can toss me a life ring and get off early.
i look at the life ring, and just like its ship its in pristine condition, looks very appealing, has what seemed like a fantastic crew from the brief conversations i had.
but alas, im the idiot who looks down and says "man thats a really fuckin' tempting ship, even the life ring looks good, but the titanBrick just made me an offer to take on of their last bedrooms and become permanent crew so i think ill stay back and try help save her from going under the waves."
i look at our ship, gash in the side and slowly listing, crew in a mad panic, nobody really in charge, by now my toes are getting wet from the occasional wave while i stand on the deck.
but i decide, "nah, i think the crew and i can save the titanBrick, she wont be sunk that easily" so i go back to enjoying the 6 piece band playing on the deck, sip my pina-colada, sit back in the deck chair which ive just re-arranged and think well the captain should have a plan of attack anytime soon.
so off sails the really nice looking ship.. one of the top 500 ships in the world and i turn it down for this rusty ol tub with crooked wooden floors, all covered in dust n grime.
meanwhile on the titanbrick, theres been massive crew turn overs as some leave for better ships, and other fools join the rest of us fools in thinking that the titanbrick is unsinkable.
a brick, unsinkable? what kinda nonsense is that?
but alas, here i am, now all the ones in charge of the ships direction have quit and left captain smith all alone at the helm with his crew of minions (including me) but no officers.
the "first mate" and other vitally important roles have flagged down a better ship and will be leaving in a few weeks.
but, i continue to wake every morning and help crew the titanbrick, knowing that my feet are continually wet and now, to top it off, they closed 2/3rds of this ship down.
so now the entire crew's lives depend on that last 1/3rd of the ship keeping us all afloat, dry, comfortable, and well fed.
i think the waves at my feet is like water torture, and im starting to see the light.
i think ill stop re-arranging the deck chairs, leave others to the mad panic "ooh save me, what do we do", and start building myself a life boat, to row myself over to one of the many ships in these waters.
the titanbrick is going down, her bow is now starting to look beneath the waves from time to time. and more crew are building their life rafts or firing their own distress flares.
at times it seems like it CAN float, and the bilge pumps do work.. but soon nobody will be in those vital roles to operate the bilge pump. and i dont make a good bilge pump operator as im just one of the dudes getting dirty below deck by shovelling coal into the boilers.