Journal mcgrew's Journal: Double the trouble, double the fun 11
There was a voice mail on my work phone when I got there. "Hi, it's Tami, don't be mad, I'll explain when I get home. I'm sick as a dog, I've been coughing so much I hurt and I thought it was mold so I came to Jessies'. I'm too sick to walk back, would you come by on your lunch hour and pick me up?".
Hmph, that's where I figured she was -- at her old boyfriend's house. I didn't bother. There had been a voice mail on my cell two nights earlier that sounded like him, at 1:30 A.M. that said simply "Fuckin' call me, bitch" and one that morning that I couldn't tell was for Amy from Connor (who had called her on her new cell several times that day) or to Tami from Jessie. "Hey, Steve, would you have that fucking dumbass bitch give me a call? Thanks. bye". It would have helped if I'd had a clue which of the two women's "ex" boyfriends he was, but I guess he didn't know Amy was there.
Apparently, Tami never was my girlfriend after all. She'd bragged time and again that she didn't do one night stands, so when she jumped in bed with me that Saturday morning and took her pants off, what was I supposed to think?
Then Amy called. She was coming over, and had gotten a landline installed at my house in her name. She was on my porch when I got home for lunch; she wanted a shower and clean clothes. "If you get bored before I come home," I said, "you can wash the dishes". Tami hadn't done the dishes in a week, and there were few left clean.
Tami called agian that afternoon begging me to come get her, so I did. Yes, I'm a dumbass. Of course, when she got in the car there was an argument. She insisted that she and Jessie were now "just friends" and that he hadn't even been home and she was house sitting because of the broken window, but I'm not that stupid. "Let me out of the car! Right here!" she demanded.
"Suit yourself". I let her out and went home, and the dishes were all clean. I'm not going to journal what Amy and I did, but it left a smile on my face. I gave her a ride to her friend''s house, and told her if she needed a ride back it would have to be before dark, as my tail lights had stopped working.
As I was driving home, Tami called again. "I promised you some pot and I keep my word, so you can come over and get it."
"I was more worried about those DVDs from the library you took. They're overdue and there's going to be a fine." Apparently cooled down and coming home with me, I dropped her off at my house and walked to Felber's alone. She was asleep when I got back around eight. I sat on the porch swing and drank a little more beer before going to bed.
During lunch hour the next day I was on my way to Burger King when her ex-husband, the alien, called for her.
She was still asleep when I got home for lunch. I woke her up and told her that he'd called and would call again "in twenty minutes". He never did, but Jessie did. She regaled me with the tale of coughig so hard she got her jeans all bloody, apparently still on her period.
When I got home from work she asked me to take her to Jessie's. She was stilll sick with the flu she'd caught from Jennifer; Jennifer had gone to the hospital fearing swine flu, but it was normal flu and pneumonia in her case. "I ache all over and want to take a bath and your tub's filthy". I always use the shower downstairs in the basement. "I can clean it out," I said. "No, don't bother, I'll just go to Jessie's."
He must have been off work, I figured. When we got there she used a key to get in. "Wait a minute, I'll get you some pot." Obviously he was at work. Just as obviously she's still in love with the loser, who's a short order cook at D'Arcy's but won't bring any D'Arcy's food home for her and drinks in a tavern she's been barred from (and has no car or license, as he's had too many DUIs).
I reminded her if she wanted a ride home she'd have to call before dark. She didn't. But Amy did.
"Hi, it's Amy. I thought I'd call so you didn't worry. I'm with Connor. If that motherfucker wants me to move back in with him he's going to have to get my stuff, I'm tired of moving in and out."
I slept peacefully and happily. Now if I could only get a GOOD woman.
Best wishes in your continued search (Score:2)
One test for a certain type of woman to avoid: if they become argumentative, act hurt or upset, or fly off the handle whenever you express your core needs or expectations (in a controlled manner - arguments don't count), run away; they care nothing for you as an individual. Possibly, they are incapable of it. My dear fellow, you seem to be surrounded by sociopaths.
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I think there are two problems here:
I'm hopeful that I can retire in a few years and move the hell out of Springfield. If I go back down to the St. Louis area I'll have millions of prospects, the population here is only 110k.
Friends (Score:1)
Just FWIW..I quit drinking many years ago, and had to drop the vast amount of my drunk and druggie friends, along with a lot of my normal "hangouts". I did it as a package deal all at once. I first tried still hanging around with them but that sure wasn't working. So, I went all the way. At first, I missed them, but then as I got more sober over time (and it takes quite awhile really, you just keep "waking up" more and more daily for some months), I noticed that I had been overlooking a lot of those people
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Well, there are probably women at work I could ask out, but I'm afraid of that "sexual harrassment" thing. I should start working out, probably halfway decent women at the gym.
It's goofy (Score:1)
Been a bach for a long time, never married, so I've gone through the whole deal many times before. It is just a huge variable how to meet wimminks. My current GF I met at the checkout counter at a home despot where she was working, in the garden center. She is a retired stewardess, then some modeling (translation, dang good lookin' with a dual slender "runway" figure, double pun intended), but that was her "retirement" thing to stay busy and have a little more income. I was doing some landscaping at the tim
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home despot
Best typo I've seen all week! I suspect it was deliberate.
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It's only harassment if they have to say "no" more than once... and obviously, if you wind out taking someone from work out, for heaven's sake, don't take them to Felber's!
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don't take them to Felber's!
Are you kidding? Hell no I wouldn't take them to Felber's! It's a redneck bar in the middle of the ghetto, five blocks from the fifth most dangerous neighborhood in America, according to a list on some realty site on the internet (the local paper made a big stink about that list several months ago).
As McGrew's World Turns (Score:2)
Have you tried selling any of your work to a TV producer? Whatever it is you're doing is wasted. You ought to be a (highly paid) writer.
Just asking and no offense intended. I enjoyed, as always, the latest episode of your ongoing soap opera.
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No, I haven't, and wouldn't have a clue how to go about it. I actually combined some of the old Paxil Diaries from K5 into book form, but haven't done anything about it. I need to buy a copy of that one Doctorow book about how to get published, I guess.
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Yeah!
McGrew, I've said it before, and I'll say it again.
Your journal reads like a nerdish version of My Name is Earl