Lenny is very easy to not like. But at the same time I fell a bit sorry for him. Having alienated himself from pretty much everyone he seems like a lonely guy. But he brings that on himself. He doesn't have to be such a bozo (read: giant douche, but I am trying to be pleasant)
His only saving grace is his dog. If he didn't have him there wouldn't be anything to save him. I feel more sorry for his dog than I do him. When Happy (the dog) comes to say hello to me I think, "you poor thing. you have no idea your human is such an asshole".
But I digress. On to the story.
Lenny loves Hawaii. I am not sure if I mentioned that he wears Hawaiian shirts every day. But he does. Every-Day. Because of his love for Hawaii he has an affinity for Rattan Furniture.
He collects it. He can't get enough of it.
And because of that love he is working on publishing a book. All about the history and variations of rattan.
I asked if he was going to call it "Me, Rattan and I" but he was not amused.
2 comments:
You cannot ever quit. At least not without recruiting someone else to keep writing Lenny stories.
I am gonna have to quit at some point. I am on month four and it already feels like a life time.
But I think that in my short time of being empolyed there I already have so many stories. I will have lots to tell for a while:)
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