(to the tune of "Little Girls" from Annie)
Squeaky Doors
Squeaky Doors
All night long I hearrddd, squeaking
Open and close
Open and close
All the while, so much squeakkking
Maybe today they will fix them
And tonight
I'll get some sleeeeep
Squeaky Doors
Squeaky Doors
Won't somebody fix thosssseeeeeeeee
Squeaky doooooorrrrsssssss
(Note: last night all the damn doors on the third floor of my hotel were creaking. i kept hearing them creeeeeak as the opened and creeeaak as they shut. it was so bad i mentioned it to the front desk this mornign. and that, friends, is what my blog is about today)
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
20 min to kill at the airport
Good morning, kiddies! If i'm blogging, it must mean i'm at the airport...and yep, i am.
i have about 20 more min to finish my breakfast quesadilla (thanks, french meadow) before i need to head down to the gate - oh yeah, good ole' gate E16 - and since i don't have the attention span to read, i figured i should update the blog.
so what can i tell you? well, this may in fact be one of my last trips to lame-o plano. i should find out today if i got a new spot in the company. basically i've been offered the spot, but since the d-bag internal recruiting guy told me that it's not a "done" deal, but close as can be, i'll refrain from mentioning the actual spot....although i think everyone who reads this except cousin mark knows what it is. ha ha, marky, no scoop for you!
anyhoo, they want me to start the new spot asap so i'm just waiting for those in a higher pay grade to figure out how the transition works. all i know is that driving to the airport at 6 f-ing 30 this mornign and realizing that i actually have to be up again at that time is awful. it's going to be a very rude awakening not only for me, but for gracie too. this morning when the alarm went off she looked at me with a "you've GOT to be kidding me" look. then when i had to turn on the light, she got up and flipped herself around to put her back to me. i love my dog :)
something very strange happened this weekend, so if you noticed any pigs flying around outside it's probably (oh, crap! i just realized i forgot my toothbrush. dammit!!) b/c i had a third date. yes, ladies and gentleman, i had a THIRD date. if you didn't think that was possible, don't worry, you're not the only one. it's early days, so i'll try to give decent details without jinxing things....
he's 28, yep, robbing the cradle
6'0 - sorry lee!
owns a townhouse right near me
LOVES dogs - gracie has actually gotten more action from him than i have
anyhoo we met on one of the lame-o dating sites. went out a week ago thurs and sat and went out again this sunday. he also brought me a stuffed dog and a tower of candy for valentine's day - also known as Black Saturday. mmm, candy. clearly that boy has figured me out! we did dinner at pittsburgh blue - a waste of money and time in my opinon, and then went back to my place to watch Family Guy.
now, for those of you who know some of my 'rules', yes, i broke one. i generally try to not let them either know where i live or just come over (or go to there place) before date 4 or week 4. it's my way of not being an easy whore...although since the summer of love was actually more than 2 years ago i wonder if it even counts anymore? oops, just remembered the youngin' from cincy and the hicky incident - yep, it counts.
so boy wonder, for lack of a nickname (oh yeah, neither lee nor i can figure out a good nickname for him which is pretty much unheard fo for us), hung out, ate my candy and played with gracie. there was no love at all for me. now maybe this is some new fangled courting ritual - the guys gets to know you before getting in your pants. i truly have no idea. or this is what "nice" guys do. again, not familiar with the concept. although he let gracie lick his ears, so maybe he just doesn't put out with humans ;)
anyhoo, he gets two more dates before i have to take matters into my own hands. i'm thinking something like "so you ever gonna kiss me or are you just gonna make out with my dog" should do the trick, lol. until then i'm left planning our date for this weekend. i made him plan the last one - somehow when i went to say "if you want to go out again, let me know" after our second date it came out "so! you get to plan the next one!". again, not really sure how that happened, but it worked out well. you have to teach the boys early that they need to plan things too. otherwise you're stuck making all the decisions all the time and believe it or not, that can be exhausting... even for a type-a, likes control, planner girl like me. (don't worry, hoodie, you do a good job of this! )
okay, two minutes to go so i should probably shut down. i'll leave you with one note from last week's trip: as i was at the airport to fly home, i saw a man in front of me in a purple pin-striped suit. he was not caucasian, which was good, b/c white boys can't pull that crap off. hmm, although my brother did rent a purple tux once for a frat boy formal...but i'll leave that as the only exception.
time to head down to E16....that's all folks!
i have about 20 more min to finish my breakfast quesadilla (thanks, french meadow) before i need to head down to the gate - oh yeah, good ole' gate E16 - and since i don't have the attention span to read, i figured i should update the blog.
so what can i tell you? well, this may in fact be one of my last trips to lame-o plano. i should find out today if i got a new spot in the company. basically i've been offered the spot, but since the d-bag internal recruiting guy told me that it's not a "done" deal, but close as can be, i'll refrain from mentioning the actual spot....although i think everyone who reads this except cousin mark knows what it is. ha ha, marky, no scoop for you!
anyhoo, they want me to start the new spot asap so i'm just waiting for those in a higher pay grade to figure out how the transition works. all i know is that driving to the airport at 6 f-ing 30 this mornign and realizing that i actually have to be up again at that time is awful. it's going to be a very rude awakening not only for me, but for gracie too. this morning when the alarm went off she looked at me with a "you've GOT to be kidding me" look. then when i had to turn on the light, she got up and flipped herself around to put her back to me. i love my dog :)
something very strange happened this weekend, so if you noticed any pigs flying around outside it's probably (oh, crap! i just realized i forgot my toothbrush. dammit!!) b/c i had a third date. yes, ladies and gentleman, i had a THIRD date. if you didn't think that was possible, don't worry, you're not the only one. it's early days, so i'll try to give decent details without jinxing things....
he's 28, yep, robbing the cradle
6'0 - sorry lee!
owns a townhouse right near me
LOVES dogs - gracie has actually gotten more action from him than i have
anyhoo we met on one of the lame-o dating sites. went out a week ago thurs and sat and went out again this sunday. he also brought me a stuffed dog and a tower of candy for valentine's day - also known as Black Saturday. mmm, candy. clearly that boy has figured me out! we did dinner at pittsburgh blue - a waste of money and time in my opinon, and then went back to my place to watch Family Guy.
now, for those of you who know some of my 'rules', yes, i broke one. i generally try to not let them either know where i live or just come over (or go to there place) before date 4 or week 4. it's my way of not being an easy whore...although since the summer of love was actually more than 2 years ago i wonder if it even counts anymore? oops, just remembered the youngin' from cincy and the hicky incident - yep, it counts.
so boy wonder, for lack of a nickname (oh yeah, neither lee nor i can figure out a good nickname for him which is pretty much unheard fo for us), hung out, ate my candy and played with gracie. there was no love at all for me. now maybe this is some new fangled courting ritual - the guys gets to know you before getting in your pants. i truly have no idea. or this is what "nice" guys do. again, not familiar with the concept. although he let gracie lick his ears, so maybe he just doesn't put out with humans ;)
anyhoo, he gets two more dates before i have to take matters into my own hands. i'm thinking something like "so you ever gonna kiss me or are you just gonna make out with my dog" should do the trick, lol. until then i'm left planning our date for this weekend. i made him plan the last one - somehow when i went to say "if you want to go out again, let me know" after our second date it came out "so! you get to plan the next one!". again, not really sure how that happened, but it worked out well. you have to teach the boys early that they need to plan things too. otherwise you're stuck making all the decisions all the time and believe it or not, that can be exhausting... even for a type-a, likes control, planner girl like me. (don't worry, hoodie, you do a good job of this! )
okay, two minutes to go so i should probably shut down. i'll leave you with one note from last week's trip: as i was at the airport to fly home, i saw a man in front of me in a purple pin-striped suit. he was not caucasian, which was good, b/c white boys can't pull that crap off. hmm, although my brother did rent a purple tux once for a frat boy formal...but i'll leave that as the only exception.
time to head down to E16....that's all folks!
Thursday, February 5, 2009
"Titus, I'm bored"
okay, so probably my dad is the only one who will reco that title and he doesn't read this, but it accurately describes my mood right now. holy hell i could not be more bored, and yes, i know i'm at home, but sitting in my house all day does not do me - a social creature - any favors. i don't have any work to do right now, so i'll update the ole blog-o.
1. Jenny and the Forceful Kisser
oh, that's right, it's time for another dating disaster. went out with coffee boy, also known as "molasses" about two weeks ago. it was date two, and although i was fairly bored with our emails after date one, i decided to give it a chance. bad idea. we went to "duplex" in uptown, which left me wanting to du-taco bell afterwards. they had the most bizarre menu: mexican inspired apps, thai soups, wonk salads, and italian entrees. yes, because that's what i want to eat; tacquitos with curry soup followed by (no lie) duck sloppy joes. instead i chose the spaghetti. didn't know it was possible f-up spaghetti, but they did.
dinner conversation was painful. not a lot to talk about, and when i tried asking more about his job, he actually got annoyed w/ me. gee, professor, sorry i don't understand the intricacies of pharm school applications.
but the real piece de la resistance came at the end of the evening. as we were leaving the restaurant he asked if i wanted to go out again - i was sort of non-commital. then he walked me to my car and leaned in to lay one on me. i very unsubtly swerved to the side for a hug only. and then...shudder...as i tried to pull back he held on and kissed me. blech! i mean i don't know what kind of idiot misses the implications of the "swerve to hug" but clearly he's just that kind of idiot. a few days later he emailed me to see if i wanted to go out again. um, NO was the answer.
2. Hmm, where will I work next?
so the latest on the work front is that i'm searching for my next assignment. boss man decided to offer the one trainer position to princess. his reasoning was b/c the travel was 100% but so far she hasn't heard that. 'course every time i try and talk to him about my next spot he acts like he's had the ipsos labotomy and pretends everythng is wonderful. anyhoo, there are two openings in mpls - one with a candy mfg and one with a popcorn mfg. i can only talk to one at a time, which i think is stupid since both clients have met several internal candidates and haven't liked any of them. that said i met with the candy client this week, and am still waiting to hear back.
personally i'm not sure what the hold up is. you either like me and want me to work with you or you don't. it's not like i'm the only candidate they've met - i'm pretty much one of the last - the bottom of the barrel, if you will. meanwhile i'll just sit home and fester about what the hell is taking them so long to debate.
hmm, might be time to take gracie for a walk. apparently my anger is getting the better of me which is sad b/c i literally just went tanning (yes, i know, it's very bad) in order to try and offset my funk and seasonal defective disorder.
bah humbug. i want to be in mexico :P
1. Jenny and the Forceful Kisser
oh, that's right, it's time for another dating disaster. went out with coffee boy, also known as "molasses" about two weeks ago. it was date two, and although i was fairly bored with our emails after date one, i decided to give it a chance. bad idea. we went to "duplex" in uptown, which left me wanting to du-taco bell afterwards. they had the most bizarre menu: mexican inspired apps, thai soups, wonk salads, and italian entrees. yes, because that's what i want to eat; tacquitos with curry soup followed by (no lie) duck sloppy joes. instead i chose the spaghetti. didn't know it was possible f-up spaghetti, but they did.
dinner conversation was painful. not a lot to talk about, and when i tried asking more about his job, he actually got annoyed w/ me. gee, professor, sorry i don't understand the intricacies of pharm school applications.
but the real piece de la resistance came at the end of the evening. as we were leaving the restaurant he asked if i wanted to go out again - i was sort of non-commital. then he walked me to my car and leaned in to lay one on me. i very unsubtly swerved to the side for a hug only. and then...shudder...as i tried to pull back he held on and kissed me. blech! i mean i don't know what kind of idiot misses the implications of the "swerve to hug" but clearly he's just that kind of idiot. a few days later he emailed me to see if i wanted to go out again. um, NO was the answer.
2. Hmm, where will I work next?
so the latest on the work front is that i'm searching for my next assignment. boss man decided to offer the one trainer position to princess. his reasoning was b/c the travel was 100% but so far she hasn't heard that. 'course every time i try and talk to him about my next spot he acts like he's had the ipsos labotomy and pretends everythng is wonderful. anyhoo, there are two openings in mpls - one with a candy mfg and one with a popcorn mfg. i can only talk to one at a time, which i think is stupid since both clients have met several internal candidates and haven't liked any of them. that said i met with the candy client this week, and am still waiting to hear back.
personally i'm not sure what the hold up is. you either like me and want me to work with you or you don't. it's not like i'm the only candidate they've met - i'm pretty much one of the last - the bottom of the barrel, if you will. meanwhile i'll just sit home and fester about what the hell is taking them so long to debate.
hmm, might be time to take gracie for a walk. apparently my anger is getting the better of me which is sad b/c i literally just went tanning (yes, i know, it's very bad) in order to try and offset my funk and seasonal defective disorder.
bah humbug. i want to be in mexico :P
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)