Morbid Angel or Just My Boss

Hm, we have all heard about crazy bosses, executives and so on. My boss can be added to that long list of people who randomly suddenly switch between sanity and insanity.

Today I finally found time to meet an old friend over a nice dark staropramen in one of my favorite rock pubs. We talked about work, studies and music - in this case the band Morbid Angel and one of their kick ass concerts which I saw in Puerto Rico. I remember how the stage was so small that you could easily climb it, and how the singer David Vincent got pissed of at something and left the stage momentarily while the band played on with lead guitarist Trey Azagthoth in trance playing a wicked guitar that was awsome! I also remember how the manager came out telling the drummer Pete Sandoval to quit fucking playing on - the response being ''fuck you, these kids love us!' That was cool!

After sharing these memories with my friend I went to buy an electrical guitar I had been eyeing for quite some time. To my dismay all guitars I wanted had been sold out. I sat down with a couple of substitutes - testing them in the rehearsal room.

All of a sudden my mobile starts ringing. Im in the middle of testing the distortion on a marshall rack amplifier with this nice Eagle vintage guitar. Its my boss. Shes hysterical, and wants to know why she hasnt recieved the material she asked for.

I tell her Ive handed the material to a co-worker and that she should have recieved it. She doesnt understand and keeps bitching on. I just tell her Ill pass by the office and show her where it is.

On my way to the office Im thinking of a very good Morbid Angel song Chapel of Ghouls. It goes something like this (first stance):

Ghouls attack the church
Crush the holy priest
Turning the cross towards
hell
Writhe in Satan's flames

Cant say im a satanist, but that song really fit with my mood at that moment.