June 3rd, 2012

..if someday, what I want and need mattered.

I won’t hold my breath though.

September 8th, 2011

Question the First:
the other day at work, someone I went to school with shows up. I don’t recognize his name at first, but we chat and it’s light-hearted and I tease his kids, find out he’s a single dad, just moved back home and in the end – hand off my number so we can catch up sometime.

Text mom – and say ??? Do we know this dude? Realize who it is. Oh. dear. Not a fan in jr high/high school. But it was 20 years ago, so who knows. Did do a quick background check (thanks to mom working where she does) and there are a couple red flags. But…all I said was “gimme a call sometime, we’ll catch up.” He’ll never call.

He called.

I didn’t recognize the number, so didn’t answer, and listened to the message. Apologized for waiting a couple days, said to call back. Nothing big, or anything.

So – do I call him back, and do the old (not)friend catchup thing or not?

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Question the 2nd:

On a scale of 1-10, how desperate does one have to be to sign up for a dating site? Is it really acceptable in today’s society? especially as someone [we wont say who] tends to type better than talk anyway? As frightening as that is when one considers her lack of spelling and grammar skills?

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Answer:
No, I will not delve into the reasons behind the previous post. Let’s just say: It’s been 6 years, what’s another decade or two? The end.

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Question the 3rd:
Hello? Does anyone still even check this thing since I tend to forget it too?

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There is no question 4.

September 2nd, 2011

I’m so stupid.

September 2nd, 2011

APK: you’re packing up the rubber boots? But it’s raining!
Me: fishing season is over! I got winter boots to go out! No room for both..
APK: Ah. Well, you know you should probably Inventory Prep them…
Me: did ya even look at the box? I am so far ahead of you – by two other pallets worth.
APK: oooooooooooh. (sly look) so you’re not as dumb as you look…
me: HEY!
APK: not that such a thing would be possible..
Me: Oh. You. Did. NOT….
APK: (grinning chuckle) sorry – you kinda walked right into that… I shouldn’t a said it.. but it was funny!
Me: mmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhmmmmm.

August 29th, 2011

This was playing at work today – and no lie, one of my Jewelry girls says “Is that Justin Beiber?” I sputtered, then almost spit, and was all “What?! This was sung before he was even a glimmer in his mama’s eyes! It’s from late 80s! 1989, I think!” and she looked at me blankly. And then I spent a couple hours trying to remember Roxette’s name – during which I tried to feel better about the fact that I’m working with BABIES at the store…

Babies who look at you blankly when you mention 1989.

Add to that, a cashier asked me, all so happily:
“MOM! (they all call me mom) Do you have any of you 80s clothes left? They’re back IN!”

Harumph. Do I have any left. LIKE I STOPPED WEARING THEM. *slips on leg warmers and leggins and long t-shirt and POOFS HAIR* Yeah boy!

But mostly – Justin Beiber. REALLY?!?!
[Filed under: The 80s weren't THAT long ago, people! GOSH!]

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