I already posted the big news of the weekend. Isn't it pretty!!
Friday night I worked, again. Was hoping hottie John would stop in, since he ditched last Saturday, but he did not make an appearance this weekend, either.
At one point, I poked my head outside, while Daemian was choking down a cancer stick, just to chat. There was a small group of random people clustered around, and one looks at me and says, "Where do work - besides here?"
I was like, "Uhhhh what?"
"You look REALLY familiar. Where do I know you from?"
"Umm, I haven't worked at any other bars than this one. Where have you worked?"
"Well, then you have a twin, because I swear I've seen you somewhere else."
At that point, a customer came to the door, so I went in to ring him in. Then headed back outside. She started in again, "What's your day job?" (I'm guessing Daemian made a comment about me having a real job, while I was inside.)
"Quality manager at a manufacturing company."
"Where?"
"Here in Worcester." I was being evasive on purpose. I generally don't identify where I work during the day to people at the club, especially ones I don't believe I know.
"What company?"
I broke down and told her. She got rather animated, and exclaimed that was where she knew me from. Then I finally recognized her. She worked in the sales office for like two months. After some typical work-bashing, she suggested I send her my resume. She works for an HR department, and her husband's company is hiring. I specified that I wanted to sell my condo and move to California. She said they could help with the sale, and have divisions across the US. So, she gave me her email address. Didn't meet any guys, but who knows where this may lead!
Saturday I had to work, again, because that damn Daemian skipped out of town, and I had to cover. Again, no prospects. There weren't a lot of people there, and not a lot of Possibles. Very few Brazilians, too. The cute 20-year-old one was there. I was a little flirty with him. He seems hesitantly responsive. He may be interested, but is not sure if he should. I know the feeling. I am interested, but he is SO young. Diego (Mr Eywwww Troll) showed up, as well. He actually smiled and said "Hi!" as he came in, so I am apparently not troll material anymore.
Sunday, I went to Circuit City to browse flat-panel TV's. The Sony Bravia is still the most glorious. Daemian is trying to convince me to buy one through him, but he mostly had Toshiba's available. The Toshiba had a really nice picture, actually. The price D listed was only like $20 cheaper than Circuit City, but they also had the Bravia's on sale. I didn't buy any.
I stopped in at the bar for a little while on the way home. When I did get home, about 10:30, I thought I'd check email and see if my parents had gotten the pics I had sent of my snazzy new car! I got an IM from my friend Will. We spent like an hour and a half chatting. Reminiscing over times spent together in the past. Flirting with each other. Fantasizing about spending time together again. Wouldn't it be nice...
Monday, April 28, 2008
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3 comments:
Oh yes.. I just skipped town! LOL. Career = more important than Blu. LOL. I am kinda weirded out that my price was not much lower than what you found. I am guess Circuit City has a deal because thats almost cost they are selling it at. I know that my cost is wholesale and thats what I gave ya.
Excuse me, but Saturday night, you were whoring it up at the Alley. That has nothing to do with career. Your flight was not until after a BBQ lunch in Boston, you COULD have still worked Saturday night...
LOL.. I didn't whore up actually. I got back early (12:30), slept instead of screwed and was up early. Our lunch was at 11am and I was at the airport by 1:30pm to check in, get my seat and get on the plane.
Had I worked at Blu I would have been there til 2:30am - 3am (2:30 the earliest just from cleaning.). Have to get up earlier, have my ride come from Boston to Worcester then back to Boston.
Whoring it up.. I wish. I merely got to drink a lil, relax a lil and drool. :P
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