I'm having a Calgon moment here.
It involves work (this is my #1 frustration). I understand that I have been there for 2 years, but give me a break!
We are a very open minded office so as long as what we say doesn't interfere with our work it's fine. We were having a conversation and everybody was joining in. I state what I beliee is a great piece to the conversation, and they look at me like I have 2 heads. Somebody else could say the same thing that I said and have everybody responds to completely different. If they say it, it's agreed on. If I say it, they ignore it.
I guess since I don't follow their every move; I'm the target.
So for my pity party, it's just been a bad day for me.
But I'm not that young anymore. But I'm not "old' .
Sometimes, I feel like I went back to school too late.
You see, I graduated from high school and went straight to work. I missed the opportunity to go to college and better myself. This has resulted in a lower salary that I had anticipated for myself.
Do you guys ever feel like you're too old for some things in life?
Do you have a moment in your life that you could go back and change?
Maybe the plot bunnies will come back, but for now I'll stick to reading fics.
Has anybody else lost the desire to write?
And why do co-workers try to shove food at you? And then they get mad when you refuse the food that you are so desparately trying to avoid.
I had to just vent a little.
" No I don't, look at me. I look like a bum." Lindsay said, frowning.
Danny walked over to her and kissed her softly on the lips. "But you look like a cute bum."
"You clean up nice, Messer. I think this is the first time that I have seen you in a nice jacket. I'll have to keep the wild women away from you tonight."
"They can't compare to ya, Montana. You outshine all the other so you don't have to worry about anything." He looked her in the eye and said:
"Go and pick out something gorgeous in that closet of yours and I will make your night worth while."
Lindsay looked at him, smiled and headed towards her bedroom.
Once inside her bedroom, Lindsay was beginning to become bald. This was due to the fact that she was going to pull her hair out if she didn't find the perfect outfit.
"Damn! Damn! there has to be something that I can wear here!" Lindsay thought as she rummaged through her closet.
Her eyes brightened as she found what she was looking for.
Danny sat on the couch, patiently. Many guys hate this part but he loved to wait for women, especially Lindsay. She was well worth it.
Lindsay headed to the bathroom to complete her transformation. Danny will be amazed tonight. She is going to show him just how a cute country girl can knock off the socks of a Staten Island man.
She put the finishing touches on her make-up and headed towards the door. She walked to the door and silently opened it up, slowly walking down the hallway.
Danny never heard her come up to him. He was reading the magazine on her coffee table when he looked up and she was standing in from on him.
The open mouth look on his face painted a thousand words.