WARNING....long entry ahead
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Caution Caution Caution�This may be my longest entry to date�..I have so much to talk about�.. First check out my new design...cute huh...basically the same colors as the last one my two favorite colors...Black and Red...and one of my favorite flowers a red tulip.... Okay now that we got that straight on to the juicy stuff ....(lol)... Where do I begin?? How about we start with my new pet peeve. Well actually it�s something that has bothered me for a long time but it�s not something that I encounter often�BAD EATING HABITS!!!! Edwin had bad eating habits and chewed his gum like a cow and I always complained to him about it in hopes he would change (he didn�t), My mom smacks her food too and it drives me crazy. But it wasn�t until I started working at the Medclinic that I have met someone with such disgusting repulsive eating habits. One of the ladies that I work with let�s call her Leslie (cause that�s her name). She is very nice, very high strung, and does everything like she is at the Indy 500�.in other words she is a mover and a shaker and can�t seem to sit still. And get this she over 40�I�m thinking about 45. Anyways, I always eat my lunch in the conference room and why is it that Leslie always comes in to eat her lunch at the same time that I eat mine? Even if I wait until later to eat my lunch she will do the same. It�s getting frustrating because I HATE eating with her. She has the worse eating habits that I have ever seen. She smacks her food, slurps her soda, and chews like she is a cow. It is the most annoying thing I have ever witnessed. She even uses her fingers to pick up drops of her food and then puts it in her mouth. For example, last week she brought a salad. She was pouring on her salad dressing and some of it splattered on to the table top. She wiped the salad dressing off the table with two fingers then licked the dressing off her fingers. While she was eating she was talking to me (even though I was trying to read the paper) she did all this with a mouth full of food. I kept seeing little things flying out of her mouth (luckily I was far enough that I didn�t get on me or on my food) then a whole blob of chewed up food fell out of her mouth and onto her plate. She just picked it back up put in her mouth and continued chewing like nothing had happened. ew ewe ew� I really don�t know how to tell a grown ass women to close her damn mouth when she eats. And swallow your food that�s in your mouth before sticking another fork full of food in. Every Friday someone brings in a treat and we sit around and chit chat and eat our little treats. I remember on my second day which was a Friday one of the ladies brought in home made Apple streusel. It was very good and Leslie made sure she ate every single bite of her streusel. Picture this�.a grown ass women bent over her plate, picking up every single crumb with her finger tips and then licking her plate clean... all at lightning speed. It was my second day so I really tried to control myself but in my head I was cracking up with laughter. Never in my life had I seen someone who was as old as she is pick up her plate and lick it clean�.okay maybe we have all been guilty of doing that in the comfort of our own home�but never in the company of co-workers. At first I thought it was hilarious but now I find it repulsive.. I am so happy that Friday is my last day there. Then I will never have to witness this women eat. Moving on to the next story� About a month ago�maybe a little longer I was in Walmart and I met this guy named Pierre. He seemed nice so I went ahead and gave him my number. I waited and waited and waited for him to call�and he never did. So Rie told me that I should just call him. I was nervous as hell cause I don�t ever call guys unless they call me first. But I was desperate cause I have not been out on a date since December and I really have a had no new prospects since I moved back to Sac. So I broke down and called Pierre. At first he did not remember me�which really made me feel like shit�then he lied and said that he had lost my number and that he was hoping I would call. Hello dumb ass�you just told me that you didn�t even remember me. Right then and there I knew this was not going to work out. But I gave him the benefit of doubt and continued the convo. I find out that Pierre is like 31, he has 2 or 3 kids I cant remember and he was married. Just great. Why cant I meet a REGULAR guy without all the baggage? So Pierre goes on to tell me that he has his own business� basically he is a handyman. He does odd jobs here and there but he calls it his own business�whatever. But the fool does not have a car�oh my bad he has a Lexus but it�s in LA (where he is from) being worked on because he got in an accident. Yea fucking right. Pierre also tells me that he has two houses. One in LA and one in the Bay area. I asked Pierre what he was doing in Sac if his car and house are in LA. He claims that he needed a change and that he came to sac because of all the new housing developments that are going up and that means there would be more work for him. He then proceeded to ask ME to take out a loan to build some houses in which would guarantee a huge return profit. Mind you�I only met this guy once (in Walmart) and this is the first time I ever talked to him. Pierre continues to try to convince me to become business partners with him and another friend and to go into the house building business because of the huge market and the guarantee that we would be millionaires in less than 5 years. So by now�I am cracking the fuck up. I don�t even know this fool and he is trying to get me to take out a 250,000 loan to build a house. What the Fuck�. First of all 1. I don�t fucking know you!! 2. My credit is about as good as a man with a little dick. 3. I don�t fucking know you!! 4. I got student loans up the wazoo that I am responsible for. 5. And of course I don�t fucking know you!! This man must thinking I�m some fucking na�ve ass female that is going to believe that by taking out a loan and building a house is going to make me a millionaire. I ask him why don�t he take out the loan. He says cause he is loaned out (but your not a millionaire yet). So I ask him why not sell the house in LA and the Bay and use that to build the first house. He says because if he sells now he will lose money because of the money he has invested in the houses. Umm excuse me but you claim this house building business would return a net profit of a million dollars so who cares if you lose a few thousand dollars by selling early. Your going to be a millionaire �right?? Then this fool ask me if I have a car. I told him that I did and he asks me to take him around the next day to put up flyers about his �business�. Basically he wanted to go around to apartment complexes to post flyers about carpet shampooing. He said this would be a way for us to spend some time together. Ummm HELLO�. my idea of first date is not driving you around Sacramento so that you could post flyers about a your carpet shampoo business. Of course I did not answer my phone the next day when he called. He left a message and I called him back and told him something came up and that I would not be able to help him out that day. And that was the last time I had talked to him�..until Friday. He called and left a message on my voice mail and then he called back again. He asked me �why I aint called him�. I wanted to say because you are full of shit and I don�t have time, but I just said that I have been busy. He then lied again and said that He called me twice last week and even left a message. Then I knew that fool was a liar because there is nothing wrong with my cell phone and I never got a message from him. Then he called again on Sunday while I was at work...damn get the hint and leave me the fuck alone. If Im not calling you its cause I dont want to have shit to do with you!!! Okay so now you know the story of Pierre. Basically he is full of SHIT and I am movin on to the next man that comes along�and along he came. Saturday during my lunch break, I decided to walk to Payless Shoes. While I was in there I met this guy named Terry. Now Terry is nice looking and he was dressed very well (almost to well�the worse thing is to date a man that dresses better than you...and no he was not buying shoes for himself from payless). Even his Dad who he was there with was nice looking�for an older man. I gave Terry my number and really didn�t think that I would hear from him and I wasn�t getting my hopes up after the Pierre fiasco. But Sunday morning at around 9:00am Terry called. I was still in the bed and had the gross hoarse voice cause I had just woke up and so I didn�t answer my phone. Terry left the cutest message on my phone. He said he was on his way to church and he just called to say Good Morning and that he would give me a call later yada yada yada.... So after I got up and got dressed and was off to work, I called Terry back hoping that he was in church so I would just leave a message on his voicemail. But he answered the phone. We talked the whole drive to work. He said that he would try to stop by my job later if he got a chance. Of course I blew that off�I didn�t really think that he would come by�.but he did. My heart just about dropped when he walked in. Luckily it was real slow and my manager was in the back when he walked in so it didn�t cause a huge problem. But I was impressed that he actually came by. Last night we talked for a while he still seems kewl so far�.but I am really trying not to get my hopes up especially since he said he is talking to a couple of other girls and because he could end up being a big ass bull shitter just like Pierre and all the other guys in Sac. I warned you this entry would be long�.I guess I will end it here. |
1:52 p.m. || 2003-04-28 |
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