The other day I was visiting my parental units' and they were having a half-assed argument. They sounded like teenagers. I'm sure the subject was different but the way the argument was progressing sounded just like hormone-fueled, teenage love spats.
"I'm gonna wheel you and your wheelchair out on the porch and leave you there for a few days." Might be good fight fodder for teenagers. Or better yet, "I'll leave you outside and not empty your colostomy bag for DAYS" could be the new "I'll tie you up naked and drive you crazy" kinda talk.
By the end of the day, I caught myself saying things like "would you stop touching him?" and "am I going to have to separate you two?" I thought to myself. . . this is a mad passionate love spat and I'm just getting in the way. I hightailed it out of there after my 6 hour visit. Although, I did leave some beef jerky, water, an empty bucket and a shotgun on the porch.
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It started so innocently. Really. NO REALLY. This chubby guy at work has been flirting with me and I just poo-poohed it off as just "work" stuff. Months of this has been going by and I never thought anything about it. Well yesterday, totally out of the blue, he sends me an e-mail asking me out on a date. It was like WHAM! (wake me up before you go go. . . sorry couldn't resist). So yah, like WHAM: no personal chats in our work history, then he was on vacation for a few weeks and he also works off site part-time; so I hadn't seen him in about a month and then I get this random e-mail asking for a date. Weird, I think. But hey, I need to get back into the dating scene, so I said yes.
I'm not predicting we're how gonna get along, but I do believe we think different on the major life stuff. I'm pretty sure he's real conservative, but, I'm willing to give it a shot to see if we're compatible. Who knows, he could like my non-work (alcohol guzzling, cigarette smoking, gutter mouth) persona.
Thought for the day: Is it fair to use "practice" dates? Practice for what, I don't know. . .
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