Not An Employee

When you’re a simple window tint installer, people don’t tend to notice you. You can pretty much go about your business basically invisible, overhearing all sorts of tidbits and conversations; even highly confidential ones. I’ve learned so many secrets over the years that I would be a highly powerful figure if I used them for my own advantage. But I haven’t used them, because I like being invisible. I like not being noticed by those around me.

Which is why it was really strange that as I was completing a regular office tinting near Melbourne, somebody spotted me and asked for my opinion on the new CEO. Apparently, the guy is just a janitor who decided that he was the boss of the company, and nobody has challenged his false authority because it’s actually nice to have some leadership for a change. Of course, I don’t really have much of an opinion on the guy, so I simply said that I had to get back to work. 

Turns out that was a huge mistake because apparently, this guy chooses one random employee each day to write on the company blog. I guess he thought that I must be the official window tinter for the company, rather than a contractor. Too embarrassed to correct him, I agreed to write a blog post. I considered writing one about window glass frosting, but decided that talking about my day, in general, would probably be more interesting.

So the truth is that I’m not an employee of this company at all, and hence don’t deserve my own blog post. But I’ve been given one, which means you all have to read about whatever I want. Maybe I should have talked about my obsession with The King of the Bling instead. What a wasted opportunity to have a thousand people read my thoughts on The Little Man trilogy, set fifty years before The King of the Bling (spoiler: I think those movies are even better than the original three movies).