Sheesh, What was THAT all about!!

Some Posts may make you wonder
(or not)
What exactly was that about?

here’s the scoop, match the post…….

It was about someone not taking Me to his Xmas party!!
(Technically we weren’t speaking in Oct./Nov.
but that’s beside the female point in February - when we are.)
He of little money has felt bad in the past he couldn't "treat me" to more.
When his tax return comes in “we’ll have a really nice dinner somewhere”.
So it would make Total sense that he took someone else
(“a friend from out of province”) to this FREE event
……and she tried to pick up his boss.

My office is like that…..that woman exists. Bitch.

I do have a friend called Fran but I don’t usually call her “Fran the man”.
I frequently call her Francois Dubois.
I work with Stan and Bill and I do call Stan, “Stan the man”.
He’s Supervisory.

I went out with Brad Pitt Kalifornia guy and really though he looked like that,
sometimes I though he looked like the guy from Great Big Sea and the guy from that sitcom “Wings” (who’s in that movie Sideways now)
…..at the end of the day anyone whose bottom lip is bigger than their top lip.

I hate to admit it but I have that book “He’s Just Not That IntoYou”
….Fran the man bought it for me (us)
There IS a guy that is into me (thank you Lord) and he totally does lecture me on my shitty man picking powers.
I was a bit into a guy who is (according to the book) not into me blah blah

It was Xmas party guy that called me a really special friend…he thought that was a nice thing to say..he was wrong…..we had a big falling out over that and I purged myself on Blogger.


SO, what was This all about?
I had no new material

Mexican Standoffs Can Kill You

So I haven’t heard from my really special friend for a while…maybe he’s dead.

Wish I knew.

Especially about the dead part.

Perhaps I should call a family member?
No, that would be highly traumatic for them if he just passed.

Maybe call one of his buddys?
Nah, Not cool, they may ask me to come out for drinks+… in his “name”
(dead or alive).

What about about calling work?
Scratch that. Layed off.
They wouldn’t know if he was laid to rest until approximately April/May.

Drop by one of his hangouts?
Surely they’d have a big pic of him hanging behind the bar.
(the picture would be hanging behind the bar, not a picture of him “hangin” behind the bar.)
A shrine growing steadily on the pool table.
That would be a huge tip off that he’d kicked the bucket.

Geez, I’m running out of options here.

Class, you got it or ya just don't

You never take me to the shitty places you go
You never bring me around your scary friends
Do some time
with you in dark places
I like cheap beer and Karaoke
Guys with tats and shiners
I'd rub up against you in suggestive ways
Off to the side by the pool table
Find a corner if you like
Shots of jack and tequila
on my round
I'd wear black,
fishnets
and pointy toes
Your friend would hit on me
And because you thought there was honour amongst you
that would hurt your pride
But hey! that Hit would miss!
Obviously
Even if sent from one of the less scary ones

You never take me anywhere nice
Somewhere with crisp tablecloths and center pieces
Introduce me to successful people
I like smoked salmon, champagne and kissing on both cheeks
Well dressed men with manicures
I'd stand by your side
Link my fingers loosely in yours
Exchange knowing glances and kiss you by your ear when you bring me a Cosmopolitan
I'd wear black,
fishnets underneath
and pointy toes
One of those moneyed men would proposition me
And because you feel no matter where you're from - everyone deserves respect
that would hurt your pride
But that proposal would be clearly rejected
Even if it came from one of the more handsome ones....

Oh yeah,
You never take Me anywhere!!
Things play out differently....?
PUTZ!!