Monday, October 11, 2004

Mondays Could Quit Sucking Any Time.

First of all, it's raining and cold. And it's a federal holiday. That would be Columbus Day, for those of you like me who don't get the day off. Why the hell do we still celebrate this holiday? It's not like he really "discovered" America anyway.

Next, we have the parking garage traffic jam. Evidently, THEIR boss doesn't seem to realize that most of us working folks don't have the fucking day off, no matter how much we need it. Therefore, said boss only has about 2 employees parking cars this morning, which means that the line was down the block and around the corner.

Oh, and yeah, the boss's day e-mails have started again. So far, we're only at 4. I think everyone else is sick of this shit, and they don't care what we do as long as it does not involve them being in charge.

However, even though my Monday has been fairly lame, it doesn't even compare to BFRB's Monday….GSD, the personals guy, has turned into a complete stalker freak. She thought she got the point across to him last night, but alas, no. He e-mails her this morning, and when she doesn't e-mail him fast enough, he calls on her cell phone. She's told him not to call her during the day while she's at work. Repeatedly. He updates his diary with "50 Things about Me"…he read hers, which would be why the reduced number. This list is pretty much about her. It also "jabs" a little about things like not returning phone calls or paying enough attention to her. He has actually updated said diary about 4 times this morning….the last one, before lunch, was a weird cat picture that he said was his favorite???

In the middle of all the boy drama, BFRB's co-worker is being a complete psycho hose beast. She's about to get the axe. She was out of the office Friday, and BFRB covered some things for her at the request of their boss. This morning, she walks in, looks at her desk, and starts screeching like a banshee at BFRB, and quickly progresses to screeching at some clients.

Further, BFRB's dentist is being a complete asswad...and telling her she needs to schedule a three-hour cleaning (on what planet does it EVER take that long? Unless maybe you're a shark and have 17 rows of teeth, or something).

Then, BFRB has to meet GSD for lunch. He's trying to be all sweet, but it's so obsessive she can't even deal. He brings her a flower. She wants to puke. She cuts lunch short, saying she has to cruise back to work. After lunch, he posts some more fucked-up shit in his diary….

Monday is going okay for Monday so far...with one exception.....

[BFRB] is having a bad day at work and I know that she's under stress and all from it, but she seemed way off today and even though she said I had nothing to do with it maybe I feel that I am stressing her out in some way which is contributing to they way she's acting...I dunno...maybe I'm just worrying too much...but I just had to open my fat mouth Friday night and say the three words that I DREAD telling anyone....and I think that's scared her....

I really honestly do care about her a lot, and I want nothing more than a great, wonderful long-term relationship with no worries and no hassle...but have I spoken too damn soon? I think I'm going to get hypnotherapy to erase those three words out of my vocabulary.....I swear I just jack shit up by saying it....and now I hope I can recover from this and not scare [BFRB] away....this sucks...I'm probably worrying for nothing and it's all work-related....

I did get her a rose today to cheer her up...so maybe that will help put a smile on her face today....

You're the best [BFRB]...I'm sorry for putting my foot in my mouth too early."

This entry pretty much sums up everything that is fucked up about this boy. He sounds so rational and normal, until you look at the fact that he's posted 4 times today about her, and he's called, e-mailed, and been to lunch with her in the meantime!! In addition, his entries almost blame her for not being pathetically grateful to have him. Of course, this means that she's going to have to be completely hateful to get rid of him. Men suck.

So much for online dating….


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