Misery Loves Company

“Art washes from the soul the dust of everyday life.”
–Pablo Picasso

PHOTO: 1984,
ART
by Bobbie Renbarger

This artistic depiction implied my misery
after a complicated business call
while Bobbie had an easy call.
It made me laugh when I found it in my journal.

Misery loves company.

Twenty-five years ago today:

October 1, 1984

The first day of October and it was one fast-paced day at work. I could not believe the amount of calls that I handled in one day. I did it! I have started two New Connect orders but the final outcome is the big question.

Karyn Kossoff made a comment about my wearing my geometric sweater. It was funny. I knew she’d call it my “geometric” sweater.

PHOTO: 1984, Michael J Armijo,
wearing the 'geometric sweater'
while holding his niece,
Ashley Armijo

For lunch, Bobbie, Pat, Barbara and I went to the Health Food Store. We retreated to the Market Street steps to eat. Today was Pat Wright’s last day. She was going to Major Accounts in Redwood City, CA.

I gave Barbara Reynolds a card to mail on my behalf. I could rely on her getting it to the post-office. It was that ‘airplane’ card/letter to Paloma. Since it’s going to Berkeley, CA she should have it within a day.

I forgot to mail Helen Wong a card but I left a ‘Happy Birthday’ message on her telephone answering machine.

I was a bit mind boggled again after work today. I went straight to mom’s house and played with Ashley for a while. I ate dinner there, too. I fed Ashley some chocolate pudding. She sure smiled at the taste.

When Sherri arrived from work we watched a bit of ‘Wheel of Fortune’ together along with an episode of “The Young and the Restless”.

Now I am home and Jim Koran, Karyn Kossoff and Paloma Guerra are all on my mind. Frank and Chris are becoming faint memories. And I have about given up on Maria’s reply from Mexico. There will likely be no confirmation of my visit to her at the end of this month.

I sent Karyn Kossoff my LA 1984 Olympics BIKE Card. I hated to part with it but I believe she’ll treasure it.

It was funny running into Sandra Wilson who is an Assistant Manager in IC (Installation Center) now. We used to be Directory Assistance operators together way back in 1977. It’s a small, small world. Eventually old acquaintances do remix and re-meet.

I wish I made the money an Assistant Manager makes these days. I could use the funds. I could save more and be much more comfortable. I sure as hell cannot complain, considering what I do have now. Most do not have what I’ve got.

I strive for only one thing. I strive to be happy.