Recapping My Life

Tomorrow is Turducken.  I have yet to see Mickey, as I don’t have the time or the money right now to travel anywhere further past the Watering Hole.  However, tomorrow will be the first time I see him.  Needless to say it will be interesting. 

            I also haven’t talked to him in almost a week.  Honestly, I don’t know how this is going to pan out!  I am kinda nervous!  I don’t even know why I am nervous, its not like I don’t know the fucking guy!  But I am.  So there it is!  Blaa! 

            So, let’s recap whats been going on in the life of ME these last few days…

            I was on Facetime with one of my old friends.  He is actually best friends with The Ex, but he and I still talk all the time because he isn’t one of those jerk ass guys that ignores their friends after a breakup.  (Unlike the other friends he has that don’t talk to me anymore…  Even though I have known them all longer than I knew the Ex.  I guess that is neither here nor there at this point huh?)

            Anywho…

            I am talking to my pal and he is asking me about whats going on in my life man wise.  Well, were friends, so I tell him my whole (kind of) convoluted story of the goings on in my life.  I tell him all about Guy #1 (who, by the way I haven’t spoken too since I stayed with him the other night.  Fucking moccasins).  I tell him about Mickey and how I don’t know how that is going to work out.  Then I get to Jeff.  My friends face fell and I could tell he was disappointed!  But I didn’t know why! 

            “Whats wrong with Jeff?!”

            “I fucking hate that kid!”

            “I see that!  But why???”

            “Dude!  He straight up duffed his girlfriend in the face one night at JPC.  Granted it was like ten years ago, but it happened!”

            I am shell shocked!  I didn’t see that one coming at all!  Needless to say I have not seen Jeff since I learned this news, and I am contemplating even bothering to call him out.  I mean, I don’t need any more shit in my life at the moment so I doubt I am going to pursue this any further.  Been there, done that! 

            That’s that.

            Now, here I am at my new place of business and I am chatting with some of the nurses about life and doing the whole, ‘getting to know you’ thing. 

            “I am SO going to hook you up with someone!” says one of my co-workers.

            “I don’t like to shit where I eat,” is my response.

            “Come on!  It will be fun!”

            “Who!?  I have been here three days and have seen no one that strikes my fancy!”

            Sure as shit one of the guys walked in that she wanted to hook me up with and I am immediately red in the face.  Why was I red?  I don’t know, but I was.  Maybe it was because the first time I met him the other day he introduced himself to me using his last name, but whatever.  (Who does that?  Are you ashamed of your name or something?  Why not tell me your fucking name?!)

            “Hey!  Are you still dating that girl?” she asks him.  I turn away because I don’t know this woman and she is blatantly trying to work some kind of magic.  (If magic was real and this was the 1600’s she would be the first one to be hanged.  Not for her magical abilities, but for her stupidity and lack of couth). 

            “Naa.. We broke up a few months ago.”

            “Ohhh.  Sorry to hear that!”

            I decide to look over at him to appear as though I don’t know what the fuck is going on.  He looks at me and smiles, so I smile back because I am a nice fucking person.  He leaves and there we are.

            “You give ZERO fucks don’t you?” I say to her.

            She laughs and says, “nope!”

            Oddly enough, not even ten minutes later, the guy calls me at the clinic and asks if I would like some coffee from DD.  Hmm… Interesting.  Now, I don’t know what’s what some of the time, but I am not a fucking idiot.  It NEVER happens that when you meet someone and they clearly have a spark of interest in you that they are going to ignore you.  It just doesn’t happen.  In some manner or fashion or something, they will contact you.  He contacted me.  And asked ME if I wanted coffee.  Let's be serious; NO ONE is going to ask you if you want something for nothing.  He wanted to come back to the clinic for a reason, did he not!?  (Not that I mind because I like coffee). 

            He comes back and puts it on the desk as I am working with one of the kids, and pops his head in to let me know my coffee is there.  I say thanks.  And because I am VERY good at what I do, I actually say, “thank you,” and make eye contact for five seconds.  This engages them and makes them wonder.  Like I said, I am good at this shit.  He smiles and blushed a little then when I offered him money he says he got it and not to worry about it.  (Goddamn I am good). 

            So there I am with the man situation.  I am not saying I am going to hook up with this guy, but I am down for free coffee.  So back to Mickey…

            I guess there is nothing left to say about him tonight because tomorrow is going to be the big night.  The only thing I am upset about it having to spend those extra minutes in the shower shaving.  I fucking hate shaving.  A lot.  The things we do for sex, right?  (I am also not going to have sex with him tomorrow because were going to be at my BFFs house with 20 other people, not to mention my 2-year-old nephew.  I don’t need to pay for his therapy bills later in life).

           So there we are!  I will let you all know how things go at Turducken!  (Fingers crossed).