I write this from an airport bar. There's no free internet here, so I'll post it when I get home...
Tuesday was time to resume what constitutes life as Bobness which means:
Monday afternoon I got a phone call to thank me for the phone interview last week but that I wasn't being invited in for an in-person interview. That's always a pleasant phone call to get. Although still away from home, that semi-officially ended my vacation and slapped me back into reality. My mother noticed a marked difference in my demeanor after dinner. I guess I didn't do a very good job of hiding it.
I received a phone call Tuesday morning from work that didn't need to be made. It was a very minor issue wrapped around more bitching and moaning about co-workers, how "A" never treats "B" with the respect that he deserves, yada... yada... yada. I realize I've said this before, but it bears repeating. I hate these people. I believe the word "hate" is a very strong one and I don't use it capriciously.
Taking the shuttle to the airport, I missed out on a chance to chat with a really attractive woman. I had it all figured out. I was the second to last person to get into the van. I slipped all the way into the back row of seats, leaving the only remaining passenger to be her and the only remaining seat to be the one next to me. The driver put her bag in the back and then offered her the front passenger seat. So much for that plan.
And there you have it. The best current chance to get out of the hellhole was dashed... I was reminded on the last day of my vacation of the hell I was returning to... and my never ending disasterous curse with women struck again. There will be happier posts to come about the trip to "The Wal-mart" and washing dishes with mom, but right now the respite I did have from the real world has come to an end.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
It must be over
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15 comments:
Sorry to hear about the job situation. That's a bummer.
I hate whining. Actually, I have a work issue that I'm trying to decide how to handle. If I say something it might come out as whining. If I don't I'll feel resentful and very doormatesque.
Just remember to believe in Serendipity (if it was meant to be . . . )
Karen
I am very sorry to hear about that phone call...very sorry! And the other stupid phone call you received...those silly people! Sending you (((((((hugs)))))))!
Bob...it will happen on the dating scene...if not give me a ring! I have several lovely nurse friends whom I could set you up with! I think you would really hit it off with several! And San Jose is not that far. Just a thought *wink*!
Hugs,
Robyn
P.S. Bob, really not making light of the situation...really only trying to help. I really do know several women who are in the same boat! Sorry if this is misunderstood in any way other than me just wanting to help.
G'day Bob,
Re 'phone call:
There's nothing worse than having to listen to a whinger who just won't shut up :(
Re attractive woman on shuttle bus:
The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry. Nex time choose the front seat.
Re comment at Suzanne's Rose Cottage :
Great comment :)
Cheers and beers,
Mark. (kooka)
ps. Sorry if the above seems rushed. But my teen-aged daughter is not using this pc for at least the the next five minutes!
That's the problem with vacations, they end.
I hope that something else comes up really soon in way of job opportunity.
I've been in employment hell before and it's not fun, hell it's barely barable.
On the bright side for me, I'm glad you back and hope you'll be posting about WalMart and other super cool places.
Yes, the only problem with vacations: they end. Oh, and they reveal a brief glimpse of contentment before returning to the grind. Maybe that's because they are often removed from the reality of day-to-day life.
Sorry to hear about the job disappointment. Another opportunity will arise soon, I know it.
Okay, enough of this crap! I'm gonna slap you silly with some REALITY: You ARE a good-looking guy. You're funny. Self-deprecating humor is attractive (women love that shit). You can write well, and that lends me to believe that you can communicate with people in person. You love your family (obvious from the previous post, nice quality). You have a job (I'm telling you, there are some REAL LOOSERS out there, of which you are so NOT). We all love you. We missed you. So that tells you something...you ain't so bad, okay? YOU just have to BELIEVE it!!! DAMN YOU!
Vacation is over, life may suck right now, but you DO have some things going for you, Bob. Tell yourself this and you will start to believe it. Seriously.
XO
RC
Hey, thanks for the kind words of encouragment and care about my sister and others. I'm right there beside you on the depression train right now. But hopefully we will both be getting off on the next stop. Hang in there and try to keep those hopes up.
Cecile
Just wondering how you are feeling today! Have you gone back to 'the job'? Well was just thining of ya and decided to pop in!
cheers!
Robyn
Penelope & Karen: Thanks for commiserating. It is by far the worst part of my job... and one that's not likely to go away.
Robyn: Thanks for checking in. I'm halfway through the 143 emails and most of the voice mails.
I never thought you were making light of my situation. It is what it is, and always will be that way.
Kookaburra/Mark: Hurry up... your daughter's waiting!!!
whatigotsofar: They always end, sometimes they come to a crashing halt.
Catscratch: Thanks for the words... I'll keep trying on the job front.
Jennifer: The vacation was very relaxing. It wasn't anywhere near exciting, but it was exactly what I needed at the right time.
Sane RC: My blog readers are the best, you included. Everything else is what it is.
Cecile: We'll hang in there together and with everyone else around here we'll get through things. I'll keep the bar at the Wild Onion open for everyone.
Guess what? I am writing to you again!! This means that Helen is not home from school yet. I read Random Chic's comment again and agree with her. Stay positive :)
See you at THE CAFE
Mark.
Did you KICK that bus driver's ass? Did you kick anybody's? No? Not even the co-worker's?
You should have!
Like I always say to Rob, "I think I missed something honey." And he'll reply "Oh, you're missin' somethin' alright!" Hey, wise ass.
I was at the Wild Onion earlier and commented. I was shocked you were still in Minnesota because I was under the impression you were back in San Jose after your comment on my blog. Okay, so I wrote as if you were still home with Mom. But you aren't, you're here. Okay, am I missin' somethin'?
Sorry about the job. Don't get too down. The right one is just around the corner and this one had to step aside in order for the true reveal to waltz on in. You'll see. And I agree whole heartedly with RC, she's everything you are. Well, let's see, that's not exactly how the sentence was supposed to be phrased, but left it because I couldn't stop laughing. What I meant to say before Freud so rudely interrupted is, I agree!!! Stop being so hard on youself dammit! You're a great guy: you're handsome, smart, funny, employeed (!), love your family, post flowers, love the ladies, etc. You're a catch! Relax and enjoy the ride. But next time not in the back of the bus because apparently all the good stuff's happening in the front.
Welcome home. Well, Welcome to your temporary home. Or is that Welcome temporarily to your home? Who knows?
XO
Blottie!!!!
Yo, yo, yo... where ya been? I thought you hopped on that spiffy pink tricycle of yours and rode off into the sunset.
To confuse you even more, I was at home but am now at a conference. Don't worry, I'll eventually land at home for a longer period of time. I'm happy to see you back :)
just bob
Just Bob!!!!! (I think "Blottie!!!!" is pretty funny, so I outdid you by one.)
No PPT or sunset for me baby, I just worked my ass off this week. No time to turn on the computer or nothin' (yes I know that's not the proper use of the word and it's a double negative). I'll explain in a post. I'm so exhausted I'm going to sit my butt down right here for a few minutes and see if it actually falls off. They're taking bets in Vegas.
I left a message for you at the Cafe, but if you don't read it, just know I enjoyed meeting your family so much (that includes the dogs of course). God I hope you get a job near home. I'm crossing my fingers. Oh, and in the event I don't get time to comment on the WalMart post, it's great. Your mother is SO precious and the way you love her, beautiful. You're a keeper Bob!
If you're still at the conference I hope you're enjoying yourself (of course I'm laughing). Just know it could be worse, you could be bartending this weekend!
XO Blottie
P.S. Good to be back, but now I gotta go! ;)
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