Let’s see, nothing really of terrible interest today. This morning I ran about an hour later than my normal 30 minutes late (that’s an hour and a half for those of you who are mathematically challenged).
On my way in, I stopped at Liquid Highway for a little liquid breakfast. The happy Hippie was the one to come out and get my order. She was surprised to see me.
HH: “Hey, you’re early. and you’re driving. and you’re alone!”
Me: “Yeah, just on my way in to work and thought I’d keep you on your toes.”
HH: “Oh, well, it’s working.”
And then when I got to the window, it was the iHoe, who is very nice really. This was the first time I’ve ever actually talked to her. She asked if I was off today, and I told her no, I was on my way in to work.
Of course, this brings up the inevitable question of where I work. How does one describe the place they’re currently employed? If it’s not a chain or other large name, it’s not as if anyone is going to know the name, so why bother? And if I actually describe what we do, it’s not like anyone really understands.
Ah well, anyway, she said it must be nice having flexibility to go in this late. I kinda laughed and said “nah, I’ll probably get yelled at for this one.” We laughed and I left.
After that, not a whole lot interesting. On the way home, I saw Jackie. She was vacuuming her car. She’s such a rip-off. She wanted a million dollars to do my car next. We talked for about 5 minutes. She was wondering where I was just getting home from, and said I’d never told her where I work (y7eah, this brought up the work question for the 2nd time today). I was going to ask her if she wanted to go see Matt play tomorrow, since she said she was single, but then she said she had a date tonight, and it kinda quashed my ambition. Yeah, I’m not really up for being rejected by yet another girl (that would have made 3 in 2 weeks for those keeping count).
I also asked Carrie if she wanted to, but she has to work from 8 to 8, but said if she had the energy after work, she’d try to stop by.
And so the list runs slowly dry. The chances of me seeing Jackie again tomorrow in time to ask her out are slim, and slimmer still that she won’t already have something else to do.
And so it looks like I’ll be going to Matt’s gig alone.
The weird part is, now that I look back on it, the conversation with Jackie seems like she might have been hinting at something. First, she says she’s enjoying being single, then she’s saying she’s got a date tonight. Was that a hint that she’s fishing for one tomorrow?
Blah, time to turn off the brain and finish Collateral. the first guy just fell on the cab.