April 22, 2008
I was over my freinds house tonight, the one who’s wife fixed me up with the wino…
Well, she has joined AA and stopped drinking. The other news is she has the hots for her “partner” or what ever you call you buddy… I don’t think you are supposed to do that… but good for her.
She is the second person I have been involved with who got into the program. The first was probably 10 years ago, under similar circumstances… well not really. I met her through a friend, but she lived 30 miles away… geeze come to think about it, we had the first date at the same place… different oweners, but same building. I drove all the way to pick her up and remained sober all night long, so I could drive her home. Bla, bla one thing led to another and she slept on the couch that night. I litterally fought her for the last beer in my fridge. The next day I brought her home.
I don’t know what went wrong with her, alright I did… I couldn’t take a drunk. We remained in contact and she cleaned up… funny thing is, somehow she moved to my town… she used to live across the street from my buddy and his wife that fixed me up with the new wino.
So, that’s two alcoholics… now about the lesbians…
It’s not what your thinking, “Lebians are Hot!”
It’s more than my fair share of girlfriends have started batting for the other team. Well, at least not since college… what’s that called Luggy? Lesbian until graduation?…
Story closed….
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April 3, 2008
So today, my flirtatious group leader threw a nutty… She has had enough of the stress of working 7 days a week for the last 6 months. She had a close call with her mother last week and today she lost it. Everyone was a target, myself included.
The maintenance guy working over head was in her way, so she couldn’t work. The group leader on 3rd shift always leaves her a mess. I keep asking her to do special inspections of defective products. She hates her supervisor, bla bla bla… on and on…
What got me was a joke we have… we have a number of levels of product; International for demanding Japanese customers, OEM for domestic, not so demanding customers and Aftermarket for well… you people who buy in blister packs…
So, I started calling one girl “Aftermarket”, functionally ok but might be a cosmetic off… the other girl said I called her Aftermarket and she took it pretty bad… (low self esteem?) Well, in her rant today with management, she told them how it bothered her that I called her that…
I refreshed their memory about the “Aftermarket” sticker someone, probably her placed on my back earlier this week…
The bullet was her innuendos that I never respond to. I guarantee she would have had some ammunition to fire at me with… I think it was yesterday we were walking by some plumbing on the floor and she said “do you need your pipes cleaned?” I am sure if I responded to that, I would have heard my words back to me in front of management tonight…
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