cause apparently he’s lost his phone.

My new job has different hours and I woke up really freakin early and I’ve had time to do some laundry, eat some breakfast and tumblr a little in my PJs before getting ready to head out the door.

It’s weird.

Normally my morning usually is snooze, snooze, snooze, snooze, snooze, rush around, brush teeth, say screw it and put hair in a ponytail, throw on a dress and run out the door in time to be just a few mins late to my desk.

It feels wrong.
Must stay up later from now on.

This whole episode reminded me of the time I once got a phone call in the middle of the night… back when people had land lines and no caller ID… woke me up…. you generally answered the phone back then when it rang even tho you didn’t know who was calling…

This woman says, “Is Tom there?” and I’m all half-asleep in my bed quite alone and I’m like, “Sorry, you’ve got the wrong number.”

She says in a quiet and sad voice, “Look, I know he’s there. This is his wife. I’m not mad, I know he’s there. I just need to talk to him right now cause it’s an emergency. Just please put him on the phone.”

I’m like, “ummm sorry but I swear to you I don’t even know a guy by that name.”

She carried on talking to me awhile trying to convince me it wasn’t a trick and she really had an important reason he needed to come home right away and she knows her marriage is dead and her husband is cheating and shes known it a long time but this is a real emergency.

I really had no clue who he was for real and he most certainly isn’t at my house. Did my best to convince her of this but she didn’t seem to believe me.

Never heard back from her.
Always wondered what happened after that.

it was really hard for me not to say hilarious things just to fuck with this girlfriend person txting me rude and accusatory statements. I know better than to make it any more melodramatic for this poor girl who’s obviously hurt. But boy the more things she accused me of, the harder it was not to just say.. oh yeah? well…. and make up a bunch of scandalous stuff that would make her flip out.

Lucky for him, I’m not like that.
Well I am like that.
Lucky for him I held myself back.

If she had any sense, she wouldn’t waste her time telling me off. I’m not her problem.

Me? I’m already outta there.
No clue if he knows or not.
Doesn’t really matter.

which I started today. But it got upstaged by all the angry txt msgs.

My new job is kinda awesome. They don’t have a clue in this department all the complication, confusion and lack of direction I just came from. They sat me down at a desk with an actual trainer who gave me specific instruction. It’s a real luxury.

I’m working unconventional hours, but I’m unconventional so it may not be a problem. Frankly I’m relieved to not have to fight traffic and to have some business hours to get some things done.

The positives are that my job is the kind of work that I like to do. In a beautiful building and a good department with very little turnover. The only negative is that the schedule is weird.

And if I stayed where I was at, I’d be spending all my free time trying to figure out how to manage my stress in what few hours off I had since they’re about to institute mandatory overtime at a minimum of 8 hrs per week. Which means I’d be working all the hours I used to work and all my new weird hours too.

And probably heading for the looney bin inside of a few weeks for spending all that time not being able to sort out people’s problems while they yell at me for not being able to sort them out.

Oh yeah and my commute is actually shorter by almost 10 min.

The work seems straightforward and I think I’ll do it well. And work 40 hrs a week and leave work at my desk and go on to have a life outside of work.

That’s the plan anyway.

My boyfriend who’s not my boyfriend who’s a big jerk was just getting to this place where I started to believe he might actually be a decent fellow afterall when I get txtd today by some angry person using his phone claiming to be his girlfriend. :-/

Me, being me, and since he was not actually my boyfriend at any part in this story…. reply to this person with “Sorry, didn’t know… backing off, im out, nothing to worry about from me, tell him i said bye. I only like single guys. see ya”

She said some colorful and not-very-nice things back to me. I just kept on reiterating that now that I know he’s got a girlfriend I’ll just move right along on my merry way. Nothing to see here. Sorry to have bothered you. Bye.

I enjoyed his company while I had it. Truth is he did make me look at myself in a different way and I think that was a positive experience. Which is why I stuck around at all. Cause I knew he was a jerk all along. Everyone on the internet knew I knew he was a jerk all along ;)

Girls are attracted to men who are jerks. It’s a universal truth. I think we all think jerkyness is hot maybe… but today I’m pretty sure the real reason girls dig jerks is because when its time for it to be over… you can’t feel that bad about it. Cause let’s face it… You knew he was a jerk from the beginning.

Used my unexpected day off in-between jobs to book some trips to see all my fave bands and rock stars who will be criss-crossing this great nation of ours starting sometime next week.

The best part of having today off was that I did not intend to have today off. So I have no plans, nowhere to be, nothing that needs to be done.

I have spent the early part of my day seeing all the things my cats get up to when I’m not home that I didn’t know about.

Lucy apparently knows how to get up in the bedroom window, and Oreo hangs out in rooms and places I’ve never seen her go in before.