As if my marital status didn't suck already, listen to this. . .
The other day, before my date with Western Swing boy, This guy (who is definitely easy on the eyes) that I work with was totally flirting it up with me. I told him I was about to go on a date, so I wouldn't be able to talk to him during that time. He texted me the next day anxious to hear all about it. "How was your date, any sparks there?" I said no, I wasn't really feeling it. But I was feelin him. So we keep talking, he said he wishes he could've been on that date with me.. he keeps sweet talking, and I'm thinking, come on guy.. ask me out.
So, I was talking with another co-worker, and I asked her if she knew this guy at all. She's like, well not really, all I know is that he's ENGAGED...
HOLD UP! This guy who's been leading me on, is freaking engaged?!
I stopped talking to him.
Ohhh.. the nerve.
2.17.2010
Payday.. double time
So, about two weeks ago I was anxiously awaiting for my paycheck to arrive in the mail. Since I'm literally living paycheck to paycheck, I really needed this check to pay rent.. which was due.. that day. Never came. So I called my boss, and she brought me a check at our work meeting (which, by the way, are pointless... is it really necessary to have meetings just to talk about old men who can't control their bladder anymore? really though..)
Anyway, the check was her own pocket money. She said she'd void the other check that she supposedly had sent in the mail, that I never got. Cool. That's fine, I just want my money.
So yesterday, I got my paycheck. I cashed it. And I went grocery shopping.
Today, I get another letter in the mail from my boss.. it's ANOTHER paycheck. I just barely got one yesterday! Too good to be true. So I look more closely at it, and the check that I cashed yesterday just so happens to be the mysterious check that took two weeks to get here.. the one I was already payed for.. oops..
I call my boss, leave a message explaining the situation. I'll probably hear from her tomorrow.
But wouldn't that be awesome if she just said, "Laurel thank you so much for your honesty, I know I already paid you for that check that was missing, but why don't you just keep both of those checks. You've been such a great employee, and clearly Evan loves you. Keep up the good work, and sorry for screwing you over so many times.."
Ahh, only in an ideal world.
Anyway, the check was her own pocket money. She said she'd void the other check that she supposedly had sent in the mail, that I never got. Cool. That's fine, I just want my money.
So yesterday, I got my paycheck. I cashed it. And I went grocery shopping.
Today, I get another letter in the mail from my boss.. it's ANOTHER paycheck. I just barely got one yesterday! Too good to be true. So I look more closely at it, and the check that I cashed yesterday just so happens to be the mysterious check that took two weeks to get here.. the one I was already payed for.. oops..
I call my boss, leave a message explaining the situation. I'll probably hear from her tomorrow.
But wouldn't that be awesome if she just said, "Laurel thank you so much for your honesty, I know I already paid you for that check that was missing, but why don't you just keep both of those checks. You've been such a great employee, and clearly Evan loves you. Keep up the good work, and sorry for screwing you over so many times.."
Ahh, only in an ideal world.
2.04.2010
Shake your groove thang.
I deem this title very appropriate, as this post is dedicated to dancing. I know, Laurel and dancing doesn't really mesh, but I'm mostly just making fun of myself and my un-coordination. Enjoy.
So, being the push over that I sometimes can be, my roommates suckered me into taking a western swing class. HA! What a joke! Mostly, I just wanted to learn some new moves to impress the opposite sex. You see, I was asked on a date once where we went SALSA dancing, and I sucked it up.. obviously. So the guy asked this other chick to dance the whole time, leaving me stranded standing in the corner alone. Slap in the face x 10. So ever since then, I have made a goal to become a better dancer, and that is no easy task.
While enrolled in this dance class, I have greatly improved. Except for last time when we learned the Cha Cha. I don't know what it is about dancing, but I cannot for the life of me dance with the beat. I'm more uncoordinated than a toddler first learning how to walk, just to give you a visual. Anyway, the guy I was Cha Cha-ing with was very patient with me as I was stumbling the whole time. I thought for sure he'd never want to dance with me again! Haha. But as the class was ending he comes up to me and says, "What are you doing Friday?" To which I respond, "Nothing." "You wanna go out?" How funny, one guy ditched me because of my terrible dancing skills, but the other wants to go out with me because of my terrible dancing skills. (Or maybe it was because of my charming personalaty? :] ) I laughed at the irony anyway. Ha Ha Ha.
Also, my dance instructor (who is really cute by the way, and not too much older than I) came and sat on the couch next to me while I was chilling in Institute today, just to talk. We had a heartfelt convo for about 30 minutes, then he left for class. But he also saw first hand how terrible I was at the Cha Cha. But that didn't stop him from making my day.
Moral of the story- You don't have to be good at dancing to get guys. You just don't. The guy that ditched me apparently didn't catch on to this memo. He'll regret his selfish actions and want me back soon after I become pro at the Western Swing. Toooo bad, cause I'll ditch his sorry arse right back!
*Side note- I have a mad craving for some lemon bars.
So, being the push over that I sometimes can be, my roommates suckered me into taking a western swing class. HA! What a joke! Mostly, I just wanted to learn some new moves to impress the opposite sex. You see, I was asked on a date once where we went SALSA dancing, and I sucked it up.. obviously. So the guy asked this other chick to dance the whole time, leaving me stranded standing in the corner alone. Slap in the face x 10. So ever since then, I have made a goal to become a better dancer, and that is no easy task.
While enrolled in this dance class, I have greatly improved. Except for last time when we learned the Cha Cha. I don't know what it is about dancing, but I cannot for the life of me dance with the beat. I'm more uncoordinated than a toddler first learning how to walk, just to give you a visual. Anyway, the guy I was Cha Cha-ing with was very patient with me as I was stumbling the whole time. I thought for sure he'd never want to dance with me again! Haha. But as the class was ending he comes up to me and says, "What are you doing Friday?" To which I respond, "Nothing." "You wanna go out?" How funny, one guy ditched me because of my terrible dancing skills, but the other wants to go out with me because of my terrible dancing skills. (Or maybe it was because of my charming personalaty? :] ) I laughed at the irony anyway. Ha Ha Ha.
Also, my dance instructor (who is really cute by the way, and not too much older than I) came and sat on the couch next to me while I was chilling in Institute today, just to talk. We had a heartfelt convo for about 30 minutes, then he left for class. But he also saw first hand how terrible I was at the Cha Cha. But that didn't stop him from making my day.
Moral of the story- You don't have to be good at dancing to get guys. You just don't. The guy that ditched me apparently didn't catch on to this memo. He'll regret his selfish actions and want me back soon after I become pro at the Western Swing. Toooo bad, cause I'll ditch his sorry arse right back!
*Side note- I have a mad craving for some lemon bars.
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