It took her two days to go from “I will be in your city” to “By the way, would you be open to having sex with me?”
To her credit, she didn’t take my reply of “You’re kidding, right?” the wrong way.
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Some Female Online Friend just sent me a message.
“Hey Secretgeek, sorry for not e-mailing you in a while. I just wanted to let you know I will be in [Secretgeek’s Home City] this summer, and by the way it’ll be my birthday then. Hope you can show me the city and celebrate with me!”
We’re talking about a woman who, when asked about her hobbies, replied “lots of sex”, which she added was “natural” for a Latina like her.
This is either going to be a big dud or an interesting couple of days.
Wilma contacted me today. By email. Let’s just say she is not my favorite person in the world, but, like the polite person I am, I read the mail. It consisted of many, many paragraphs of her telling me all about how horrible her husband is. Still the same guy she married years ago. He’s jealous (gee I wonder why), mean, sometimes violent.
“So, why are you writing to me,” I replied.
The answer came five minutes later. “See, I have this six years old PC and I don’t remember the password or how to change the settings, and you know all about computers. Can you help me?”
I may have been very explicit when I told her what to do with her six-years old computer.
Sarah contacted me out of the blue. I think I haven’t talked to her in eight or nine years.
She said hello, and asked for my photo, which I sent her.
She said “You’re cute, Secretgeek!” and inquired whether I was married with children by now.
After I said that I wasn’t, she stopped replying again.
It’s a magic, whimsical life I lead.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Remember that second lay-off? Seems someone at our parent company got wind of it, and I was re-hired last week – at said parent company.
Will it last? Dunno. But it’ll do – at least until i find something better.
And it is a bit of a compliment, I guess.
“You wouldn’t enjoy dating me – I am bisexual.”
Yes. Yes, you are right. That would be terrible and I could not stand the mere thought of you making out with a lady.
So my boss had “the talk” with me. Because there is nothing for me to do, I am going to be fired.
He was very nice and civilized about it, but I’ll have a job for maybe a month longer and then.. nuffin’.
The interesting bit is that it seems they basically hired me “speculatively”, that is, they had hopes to get deals that would require my skills. In the end, zero of those deals materialized. Or in other words, they knowingly fucked me over.
To say that I am annoyed would be an understatement.
In the supemarket. I am buying tea, pasta, a vanilla pudding, chocolate (because my life sucks), and sandwich bread.
Little kid behind me: “Ooooh Sandwiches!”
Me: “Yeah, I am making pudding bread.”
Kid: “What’s pudding bread?”
Me: “Two slices of bread, spread the vanilla pudding on them, and put the bar of chocolate in the middle.”
Kid gets wide eyes: “NOT REALLY!”
Me: “Oh yes! Absolutely!”
Kid (to mother): “MOM! Can I have pudding bread too?”
….I feel a little evil.
Work is so tedious, so utterly boring I want to throw myself out of the window.
Yeah, people are really okay there. But I have literally nothing to do. My boss is a complete incompetent who basically hired me without understanding what it is that I am doing, nor knowing what he actually needs. Even what he thought he was hiring – he doesn’t actually need.
I now have a noisy upstairs neighbour. And by noisy I mean that they leave nothing out – slamming doors, jumping, moving chairs without lifting them, running around, running up and down stairs, and – to top it all off – they have a dog that likes to bark a lot. The only bright side is that they actually better themselves. The dog is now much quieter, and they don’t run around nearly as much anymore. All it took was some diplomatic feedback from my side. (“The next time you are loud past midnight I will come up and yell at you. Wouldn’t it be much better if you stop the noise and we get along?”)
Speaking of neighbours – do you recall my next door neighbour lady? No? Well, Two years ago, she invited me to spend some vacation time with her. What I didn’t know at the time was that she is actually married to another neighbour – which makes that event even weirder.
Interestingly, they actually keep renting two apartments. And a few weeks ago, the neighbour lady mentioned to me she is “sleeping in this [next door to me] apartment for a change” and she’s asked me several time to “come over for a coffee and chat”.
Not being as dense as I might have once been, I still wonder what the hell is going on there. After coming up with excuses at first I finally agreed to visit her one Saturday. Had a couple questions lined up that would help me understand their situation without being too nosy. And, well, the day we agreed to meet she wasn’t home.
She hasn’t bothered to ring at my door yet to apologize for – essentially – standing me up, but I suspect this is not the last I have heard of her.
So, I have been at my new job for a while – and it’s thoroughly disappointing.
The good first: Everybody is super nice.
However, there is plenty of bad stuff.
For example, my new boss hired me in a gross misunderstanding of what “project management” is. He has no clue and doesn’t understand the actual needs of his organization.
The company is essentialky retarded, in that it stopped improving their processes and methods in the late 1990s.
They have no interesting customers and no unique or interesting products.
And worst of all, I am bored to tears four days out of five.
I will wait until 2016 rolls in, but I am almost certain I will not stay on.
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