100 First Dates

One Hundred First Dates: True Tales of Dating in the Modern World

Thursday, April 13, 2006

The Bitch is Back!

I'm finally back from Flahdeeda and not a moment too soon! Those people drive me crazy! If you think Austin drivers are bad, go to South Florida for a reality check. You can play Bad Driver Bingo!

Mark one spot every time you see:
  • the perpetual turn signal
  • someone doing 35 mph in the fast lane
  • someone backing up in a parking lot without any regard for immediate surroundings or pedestrians
  • a little old lady peering precariously through the steering wheel and over the dashboard (bonus points if it's a little old man! extra bonus points if they are sitting on a phone book!)
It wasn't all bad though. I managed to get most of the family's immediate legal concerns taken care of, so that's off my mind now, and I got to meet the new baby.

She was delightful. The teeniest little thing. It's hard to believe she's 3 months old and still less than 10 lbs. If she keeps this up, she'll be a supermodel for sure... or maybe just a midget.

I changed a few diapers complete with nuclear poo and fed her numerous times. She fell asleep in my arms too many times to count. She'd get so relaxed that she'd fall fast asleep while eating. I can't ever remember being so relaxed that I fell asleep in my food.

Face down in a plate of pasta... I like the sound of that. It has a slight Costanza ring to it... remember this whole food and sex angle? This isn't so far off the mark.


The dog seems happy to be back home. I missed her like crazy. She HATES going to the kennel, but I think she forgets about me 5 minutes after I'm gone. So many things to smell and other dogs to herd. I try not to let the guilt get to me.

Yesterday was a whirlwind of activity between trying to catch up on a week's worth of email and having a job interview at Crooked E Corp. In an absurd turn of events, the final person on my agenda never showed up and I was stuck in a small room by myself for about an hour.

I really thought it was some kind of psychological warfare and part of the interview process. At least I got all the "talking points" of my thank you notes outlined while I called all the numbers I had, trying to get an HR person to come rescue me so I could "legally" walk out of the building.

No luck.

Finally, I peeked out and stomped around cubeville for a few miles trying to find someone to help me. I actually succeeded in locating the AWOL HR rep's cube, only to be told by her neighbor that she just left. Perfect. If I didn't want the job before, I DEFINITELY do now.
You had me at "ignore"!


Since I was already suited up in my corporate finery, I decided to wind down with a couple of cosmos at Truluck's. Between that and a house call from my devoted massage therapist, it did the trick... and today is a better day.

1 Comments:

  • At 8:54 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Hey MD, how are you today?
    Have started reading the blog for today- the drivers sound very frustrating and i am laughing to myself as i imagine feeling this frustration being in the same situation.
    What type od dog do you have. They are so beautiful to have as pets- always keeping you company by your side.
    I am so thinking of massages write now. I got a gift voucher for my brithday and i am so eager to use it. I've never been in such heaven when you are getting a full body massage for one hour and you don't have to feel guilty in telling the therapist to stop because you have paid for it.... i wish the massages from my friends went for an hour but after five minutes usually they get bored. Massages are definately a lifes luxury :-)
    Thankyou for commenting to me. I have been trying to do what you said and it is actually working alot. I feel alot better now that i have seen the therapist this morning- i don't feel so guilty about the whole situation.
    Regards, A

     

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