Dawn's Digression.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Just a Bit
Just a little snippit.
I had lunch with the new boss yesterday. Not real eventful, except that I outted myself AGAIN. It gets so old. This time it was lead by dogs. She wanted to know how I could work for [VP] and not have dogs (VP LOVES dogs). I told her that I had dogs and lost them in a break up. She asked me a couple of questions, and the third time she said, "he" I reached across the table and said, "She. I'm a lesbian." No skip in conversation. I assumed [VP] covered that, but maybe not. *shrug* I also managed to tell the new boss that I am NEVER PC and that work is a very small portion of my life and that I don't work 10 hours a day. Somehow she still loves me.
Cool.
Good God. I have lunch tomorrow. Not such a big deal, sure. Just Tracy, Deb, Pam and I. Oh, wait. Add Tracy's mom. Let's see....those four are either related or have known each other forever... Me. Um, notsomuch. I suppose I'll be very quiet. Jennifer was supposed to go, but she had to cancel. She was going to be my 'buffer' as she put it. None for me. ARGH! Dammit. I'm gonna have to be all sweet or some crazy ass shit like that. ARGH! Tracy must pay. I must have a family function to drag her to. I suppose I shall torture her at my friend Julie's party. As long as I am able to drag her, that is. I am anticipating a BBQ at my grandmother's in March when my uncle comes in from Germany. Revenge will be mine. Ha! Subject her to someone who speaks VERY little English. Ha! Grandparents! Ha! She does speak the language of golf, so the joke may be on me, but we'll see.
Anyway, I think that is all. I want to write something in my new book tonight. Or should I say this morning?
I'll let you know how quiet I am at lunch. haha
Explain to Dawn why I still smell poop after I just scooped the kitty box. I have severe olfactory issues. I'm very sensitive.
I had lunch with the new boss yesterday. Not real eventful, except that I outted myself AGAIN. It gets so old. This time it was lead by dogs. She wanted to know how I could work for [VP] and not have dogs (VP LOVES dogs). I told her that I had dogs and lost them in a break up. She asked me a couple of questions, and the third time she said, "he" I reached across the table and said, "She. I'm a lesbian." No skip in conversation. I assumed [VP] covered that, but maybe not. *shrug* I also managed to tell the new boss that I am NEVER PC and that work is a very small portion of my life and that I don't work 10 hours a day. Somehow she still loves me.
Cool.
Good God. I have lunch tomorrow. Not such a big deal, sure. Just Tracy, Deb, Pam and I. Oh, wait. Add Tracy's mom. Let's see....those four are either related or have known each other forever... Me. Um, notsomuch. I suppose I'll be very quiet. Jennifer was supposed to go, but she had to cancel. She was going to be my 'buffer' as she put it. None for me. ARGH! Dammit. I'm gonna have to be all sweet or some crazy ass shit like that. ARGH! Tracy must pay. I must have a family function to drag her to. I suppose I shall torture her at my friend Julie's party. As long as I am able to drag her, that is. I am anticipating a BBQ at my grandmother's in March when my uncle comes in from Germany. Revenge will be mine. Ha! Subject her to someone who speaks VERY little English. Ha! Grandparents! Ha! She does speak the language of golf, so the joke may be on me, but we'll see.
Anyway, I think that is all. I want to write something in my new book tonight. Or should I say this morning?
I'll let you know how quiet I am at lunch. haha
Explain to Dawn why I still smell poop after I just scooped the kitty box. I have severe olfactory issues. I'm very sensitive.
Dawn, 1:14 AM
