King Rat (gkr) wrote,
King Rat

She can strangle a chicken

At work today, a co-worker I never met sent a message to our Announcements alias requesting someone to drive his car back to Seattle. Somehow he had both his cars at work. Since I bus there, this was perfect for me. He left the key on my desk while I was in a meeting, and I drove it to my place. He said he'd pick it up here tonight.

Had home-made chicken and dumplings tonight. Tasty. I was totally starving and had to smell it while a nice young lady was cooking it for me.

I reserved a Flexcar, and while we were walking to it (damn Flexcar for only having one in my neighborhood, had to walk to the next neighborhood), I got a phone call from my co-worker. I should mention I've never met him. Works in another building in a totally different department. He was telling his wife that someone named Weiss had driven it to Seattle, but he couldn't remember my first name. Bill, or Phil or something. Phil Weiss according to her, and he replied That's it. Asked me, do you know Joan Stipek? Holy Shit! Girl I went to elementary christian school with through 8th grade. I had the biggest crush on her in 5th or 6th grade. Her or Kirsten Lie, I can't remember who was my first crush. One of them. About the only names I can remember from that period of time without looking back through old school directories. Seeing as how we went to Christian school together, I threw in about 5 more Holy Shits before I got off the phone with him. He's gonna bring her by sometime when she comes by the office.

Took her home. Lights were off. She invited me inside. Sadly, her roommate was home. Lights just didn't show through the window shades. No making out. Maybe next time.

Have to work tomorrow. Not all day, but a little bit. Can't go to bookfest tomorrow cuz of that. Definitely Sunday though.

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