Dan. part 1. "intro"

You know those times when familys come to visit and its always a real pain in the ass, you have to get ready, clean the house, wash the car, make sure you room doesnt stink, yeah you know the drill, unless of course you have no family that ever comes to see you, in which case i'd pat you on the back and say "luck you" or how about "good job" but anyway, ok so here i was well no thats not right because for me to say "here i was" would really not be the right context for the story, ok now im just going on, geez people always seem to do that shit i still am ok let me start over.

Hi, my names Dan, this is a story, well its more of a movie, ok i dont really know what it is, but yes getting to the real point, so my family was coming into town and like normal theres the uncle who has bad hair and is too tall, we got ahh yes that wierd old aunt who loves elvis, and then theres mom and dad who as always try to get me to talk about my girlfriend, even tho i dont have one but as far as they know i do, and im just keeping it from them, then theres the sister, its not that i dont like her or anything but what cna i say she's a real pain in the ass.

Ok, so try to get this tiny little picture in your head of what thanksgiving with family that you haven't seen in a really long time is like. now you know that moment when they bring the food out and everyons is kinda looking at you as if its your job to say something, yeah thats what its like for me the whole time my family's in town, so now that you have a idea of what im feeling let me tell you a bit about myself.

I work in a cube, in an office, on the 4th floor of a relaly large building, much like the rest of the grunts i really dont get anywhere, as much as i hate my job the only real thing i want to do is well kinda out of my way, you see, as a kid i wanted to do magic, and i put on some magic shows, i grew out of that, which i really do miss doing but now i handle systems analysts for a company called "Obscuraura Tech" its really not that great a job, anyway, i have very little friends, theres jim from i.t, sally from accounting, and bob from... well nobody really knows what bob does.
i live on my own in barrie ontario, which for those who dont know thats in canada.

Well, now that everything i can think of is out of the way let me start this story off the way i should have started it.

dan-"mark.... mark"*taps on back*
dan-"mark what the hell are you doing i asked you to get those sheets filled out and sent down to the guys in accounting"
this is the best part of my job, i get to bust on the new kids all i want and as far as they know with as long as ive worked here i have some real status, but i dont, and untill they are kissing ass and playing golf with my boss, they wont know, how ever it gives me a real sense of how much i should have sucked up when i first walked into the building of endless yeas of work and nothing to show from it.

Oh shit, folks im sorry this storys all wrong let me go back, ok forget what i just said about work and mark and well all that, in fact if you want to remember it look in the deleted scenes cuz its outa here*smack* ahh the sound of a baseball bat hitting something far enought away so i dont have to deal with it, ok so back to the family thing.

So, anyway.... uncle pete, yeah thats my uncles name, its pete, ahh damn it!!!! i just spilt coffee all over my desk and lap, fuck........ To Be Continued.