(for Mike fans:”neener”)
Why do I regularly find myself running into people who know me who I can’t remember at all? Then I have to spend the rest of the day trying to figure out the who, what, when, where and especially the why of the relationship with this stranger who greeted me so warmly. (Now shut up! It’s not always alcohol related – I am not a drunk!)
I do the fake, “how are YOU?” and smile while my brain is sorting through the possibilities. I usually ask, “how is everyone?” (trying for a clue) still smiling like I know who the hell they are.
Sometimes they give it away, but most of the time the response is, “Fine.” so I’m still at square one.
The worse is if I’m with someone and the stranger is waiting politely for an introduction : ain’t gonna happen since I don’t know who you are. Playing this off is always a big test of my acting skills and my deodorant. Sometimes the deodorant loses.
I don’t remember the names of a couple of people that I’ve have sex with. Messed up or just a little senility? I thinks it’s pretty bad when I’m doing my head count (heh-heh on the pun) that I have to say, “that cute dude with the big ‘fro from the Bronx” instead of “Marvin Atkins”. I don’t think I’ve had more partners than the average chick, so it’s probably just a senility issue. I don’t want to be a Ho’ (did you know that it’s really “whore” pronounced differently?) but if I am, I guess I just am.
I can name almost every teacher and professor I’ve ever had and most of my classmates from elementary school. (why this is something I’m proud of mystefies me).
I finally watch the TV show “The Office” – I love it! I used to work there – they called it Bell South Call Center at the time.
I’ve decided that I’m going to an afterwork party today – Why? I think I look cute today and don’t want to waste all this fly girl. “A” doesn’t get home from work ’til almost midnight so someone has to see me to appreciate it. Beer goggle compliments are always accepted here.
I went downstairs and hung out with my smoke break friends today – they’re all so funny and cool and I missed them since I was afraid that I would break down and smoke if I went outside during the day. The urge is just as strong, but I’m still hangin in there. Why are there all these recent reports on how tough it is to quit?
A local radio show was discussing stupid songs. The discussion started after a caller asked the host to stop playing “Chicken Noodle Soup” calling it the dumbest song he ever heard. The host came back with “The DoubleDutch Bus” as the dumbest song ever and the caller conceded the point. What’s the dumbest song played in regular rotation on the radio that you can remember?
How does a team go from “Superbowl contenders” to “worst in the league” in one week? Ask some of these ATL fairweather Falcons fans. Damn! It was only one game.
Love you “A”.
(for Mike fans:”neener”)