Eli's Coming...

It has been 5 months since I last wrote, and I honestly couldn't say why. There have been customary ups and customary downs and plenty of things blog worthy, I suppose, but I just haven't put together words for public consumption. I've been promising a few of you that I'd spit something out, but it was an empty promise because life has been wildly systematic and rudimentary lately.

Then somebody's bombshell became part of my problem. A higher up in our office was let go and, of course, it has adversely affected his wife who just happens to be my direct superior and a good friend of mine. Yes, these things happen, and they happen with more frequency than anyone would like, especially in this trying economic time. He's an incredibly bright man and a natural leader and I'm confident his climate will be minimally affected. But the reason nobody minds when the snow globe is shaken is because nobody lives in the snow globe. They live outside of it. Right now, my boss and her husband are in the globe.

I've had a very shitty couple of days. There are a couple of people within the walls of my office whose dignity I'm reliant upon, because it continually reminds me that the shit on the outside doesn't touch the bliss on the inside. Since I've known them, they've acted with integrity, morality, and a level of decency that all would love to boast they carry, yet most fall short. They fall short because the universe can be a wretched, unforgiving place and because a guy may disrespect another guy today, and that other guy is a douche to a gal tomorrow due to a sense of entitlement. This happens everywhere. Seemingly, everywhere but our office. Until yesterday.

But maybe it didn't happen in our office yesterday. Maybe the higher ups made a conscious choice over $85 worth of Chinese food in a smoky board room, and this choice was made not because of nepotism, but because they honestly felt that their company would be better set up for success without this person in their plans than with him in them. If that's the case, then can I blame this company or the people that have made this calculated, thought out decision? If that's the case, then I can't. But I don't know what the truth is, so everyone has a question mark above their head right now.

But I have a friend. And she's in the fuckin' globe and she can't get out. And this becomes my problem because she's a better human being than the grand majority of those I've bumped into in my life, and the type of people that encapsulate her makeup are deserving of the best treatment from anyone. Today, she doesn't deserve this. If this were an open dialogue, you, reader, would tell me that although my passion is compelling, it's ultimately not my problem and life goes on. If that's what you were about to say, then you and I should have a cup of hot chocolate and catch up sometime. When the people that treat other people right are being treated wrongly and I'm standing on the side of he who treats wrongly, then I'm on the wrong side. I hate being on the wrong side. I'd rather be impoverished and fighting the good fight than cowering for the sake of safety. But I don't necessarily know that there's a wrong side right now. I just know that my friend is trapped in a globe and I wouldn't mind finding a way to shatter the son of a bitch. And I wouldn't mind knowing the truth so the possibility that my perfect world utopian scenario can still exist is alive and well. Sometimes a sliver is all you need.