So I'm walking home from the Bus Stop

As Cranky suggested, I rode the bus home and lost myself in the final book of the Gunslinger series.  I am so very close to the end, yet I don't really want it to.  I don't know if I don't want it to end so much as I don't want to read the ending I disliked so much the first time.  In any event, the stresses of the day rolled off my back, and I was walking home.

Singing a bit to myself as I motored along.

Until...

Far ahead of me I saw something BIG at the corner of the sidewalk,where I make a turn.  It was a huge German Shepard who was thankfully on a leash.  I was pretty far away from him still, yet I was mapping my escape route.  Dogs do not stay in the middle of the sidewalk immobile though, so I was anxiously hoping dog and owner would move before I approached them.

No such luck.

I saw the guy tug the leash but the dog was focused.  On me.  (I shiat you not) and wouldn't move.  His eyes were all alert and happy and was kinda lurching toward me FML.  I mean really?  Both he and I were about the same height and I was not in the mood for this shiat.  If you're a new reader keep in mind that I don't like dogs and dogs (and donkeys) bite me.

I figured this was not the time for small talk.  Mind you, I am socially retarded in person and that's with me actually trying to be social, in this case, I didn't even make an attempt.  I kept walking toward that huge effing dog who was barely being held back by his leash. 

First words to the owner as I approached was "Does he bite?" 

Now that I was in speaking distance the dog was looking at me like a long lost friend and was thumping his tail wildly.

Dog Owner: No he doesn't bite.  I've never seen him act like this.  Did you see how he was waiting for you?  I couldn't pull him away! (yeah effing awesome)

Josie (no social skills):  I got bitten by my neighbor's dog a while ago.  Are you sure he doesn't bite?

Dog Owner:  No!  Look at him dying to get to you.  He LIKES you. 

Hmfph.  As much as I dislike dogs, I don't hate the larger ones and he did seem very friendly.  He was all like, pat me! Pat me! Hey baby, just a pat!  Plus he didn't sniff my crotch or try to knock me over.  He like sat there and loved getting petted so much, I even scratched him behind the ears and he was like "ooooooo woof!"

So as much as I thought I was walking toward misery, it actually didn't suck.  I even patted the fucking dog and chatted with the owner. (that's really good for me - like a double whammy.  I hate dogs and I hate making small talk with people I don't know)  I started walking away, feeling pretty good....

and then.....

Dog owner got into stride next to me, and kept talking.

And talking.

And talking.

And walked me home.

OMFG

It's a long walk home and I got to hear all about his cold, his wife's cold, his wife's job, about how incredibly awesome his dog is...blah blah blah.  I actually considered taking a detour which would've lengthened my walk but then I thought, what if he just follows me and keeps talking?  Plus it was really cold out.  :(

I got home and had to leave shortly thereafter to tie up some loose ends with the receptionist, which I did.  I just got home from that bit of fun and as I left her house she came out onto the street and started yelling 'I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!'.  I was very close to dissing the whole thing, but I'm glad now that I didn't.  Yes, she was drunk when she professed her love for me.  So what.

The night we went out for drinks (which I never told you about properly) was the only night I've ever seen her where she didn't get falling down drunk.  It was downright disappointing!  So much so, there wasn't much to report.  She was downright quiet and drank 2 beers instead of her usual wine or vodka.  I still cannot believe it.  Especially considering it was her night to drink for free.

Which reminds me....in order to get a girl to come out, I had to agree to go out for drinks with her, when crazy girl wasn't around so we can really talk.  So me and 2 chicks are going out tonight (Tuesday) to gossip our lips off.  Plus this is the girl who I give oodles of men advice to and she had a first date over the weekend.  This will give me the opportunity I need to get all the info from her and advise her on her next steps to land this man if she wants to.  Should be fun.

Speaking of dating advice....I've been sharing my pearls of wisdom with Waffles and he's been doing pretty damn well.  Mr. Pessimistic doesn't think so but I do.  I think he expected her to rip her clothes off and throw herself at him on the first date.  Sheesh!  Some things take a little time and effort. 

What else is going on....I played a live tourney on Saturday night and had one of the worst beats I've ever had.  Ever.  I don't feel bad about this though as I couldn't have effected the outcome.  I was playing against a very bad player, which is good long term, right?  I had 9-10 and decided to call a raise to see a flop, which was 6-7-8 rainbow.  Cha-ching!  I was up against the chip leader who was just hitting crazy draws and that was how she got her chips.  fine by me.  I bet, she raised and I jammed all in, hoping she'd call.  She thinks for a bit and calls.  Awesome.  She had K-J of clubs.  She had NOTHING.  No draws and no pair.  Turn was a club and river was a club for a rivered flush.  I could not fucking believe it.  I still fucking can't but what can I do.  I want a donkey call like that any day of the week, right?  To be honest I should also mention that she was very drunk.

In work we are not replacing the receptionist as we are about to have a round of layoffs.  Plan is to suck it up for the foreseeable future which includes dispersing her duties...and people fending for themselves a bit.  The biggest issue is having a warm body actually sitting at the front desk.  Right now the executive assistant to the owners is doing it, but my plan is for the marketing assistant to share this.  All was going just fine until about 9:30am when one of the associates comes by to tell me we're out of paper...the big kind for like printing big mo' fo' drawings.  I have a feeling this is the beginning of a lot more headaches.  :(

Speaking of headaches...I am very worried about Gronk and his high ankle sprain.  He's missed three practices so far.  Booo!!!  This is a kid who hasn't missed a game in the past couple of seasons.  I KNOW he will not miss the superbowl, I just worry that he won't be 100%.

I just finished the final book of the Gunslinger series on the bus ride in this morning.  Whatever I read next will pale in comparison.  Maybe the ending sucked a little bit less this time since I was prepared for it.  I don't know.  Now I'm thinking it was the perfect ending insomuch as no other ending would be as good.

Ka is a wheel and it just keeps rolling along.  I think Ka will be rolling to Foxwoods for me.  Just as soon as the Patriots win the Superbowl. <---also ka.

Play smart.

Josie

PS. Hi Jeff!