Loooooong, Boring Night...

Tonight was another long, boring night at the bar. After my pool leagues, there was literally 7 people in there, the entire night. Normally, a Wednesday night would be slammed, but we weren't tonight. But...the people who WERE there, were just FUCKING demanding.

Like, for instance, Mandy. Mandy was schnaukered. Just sloshed. And, everytime I tried to make or take a call, to say my boss, or to a friend who needed me to talk to her tonight, Mandy would scream my name at the tip-top of her lungs for my undivided attention. I wanted to smack her. And I may have entertained that idea if she didn't outweigh me by a good 200 pounds and a foot up. Grrr.

Pool leagues were interesting. There's this guy, Will. Will is a nice enough guy, a little on the slow side, but his looks outweigh his lack of common sense at first glance. Anywho, Will sat there tonight, asking me about my kids and my husband. I told him that the boys were doing well, Alex was on spring break, Logan's learning to walk, yada, yada, yada. I told him Jas was home with the boys and is just plugging away at work, getting ready for the move, etc. Right...?

So, Will pops up with: "So, do you think you and I could go out sometime before you leave?" I said "Well..., *ahem*, Will. What time is your girlfriend picking you up?" He says "Oh...I don't know, she should be here in a little bit. She was Pee-issed that I was talking to you last week after pool leagues. You should have heard her all the way home. She was mad!"

I try to defer to another subject. "So, how's work going? Take down any major trees after the tornado? My parents house got hit." A tornado hit Friday, my parents house was trampled by it, and Will works for a tree removal business, and has been slammed after some of the rough weather we've been having. Normally, this would lead him off to the extremes of his work, and I would get to be entertained by near-death experiences he's had whilst on the job, right? Uh huh...NO.

"So, I'll write down my number for you, and you call me. We'll go to the casino or something. That'll be fun. Can you get out for an entire night? You have to remember to NEVER, EVER call me after 4:30 pm. She'll find out and I'll be dead."

I took the poor boy's phone number, waited until he and Sophie, his girlfriend were gone and then tossed it.

Do I have "Slutty-Man-Tender" Written somewhere on my forehead? Is it there? Good Lord. Ask how my children are doing and then in no uncertain terms ask me to cheat on him. Puh-lease. There's a relationship made in heaven, don't you think?

I'm tired. Really tired. I haven't gotten much sleep the last few nights and it's killing me. I can feel myself getting sick, AGAIN. My 30th birthday is Saturday, and I really didn't want to get sick for it. I'm trying to drink lots and lots of OJ and to keep just ahead of it. I'm workin' on it...

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Off to listen to some sappy music and think a lot.