9-11

[BITENY]

I remember the next day- I sure as hell was NOT going into work. The fucking dothead ceo of the company I worked for lived all of 10 mins from the office- so you know for sure that he was coming in. Regardless. But at the same time, you weren't sure.
I called up at 8am to leave a msg that I wasn't coming in & what do you know?? The jerkoff is in the office, conducting business and acting all happy go lucky on the phone with me (he's a phony fuck bastard--- and its so obvious) saying "well, we hope to see you tomorrow!" and I'm like "yeah, I'll be back" as much as I didn't wanna go back, I did.
The train ride was eerily (sp.) silent (and i saw someone i knew on the train- we conversated made a few jokes and one lady turned to him & offered him $20 to shut up......ouch.) But when I got in, I didn't feel comfortable at all. I didn't wanna be anywhere near Manhattan at all. I sat at my desk in a daze, my head feeling very light. When it was time to eat lunch, I couldn't eat & read the paper at the same time. I had lost my appetite while I was eating.
A friend of mine worked a few blocks from there in lower manhattan- he didn't return to work for a week & a 1/2. And he was traumatized. Being that close to it as he was, I would be as well.