yellowducky's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bowel Movements and Emotional Outbursts I had just sat down to lunch yesterday when one of my clients started yelling in the hallway. It's our most obnoxious client who enjoys interupting my lunch break as often as she can. So I ignored her. Until I heard my co-worker gagging. Then I hurried out into the hall. And what greeted my newly fed stomach? A trail of brown down the hallway. What was it? One of my other clients--a Schizophrenic Mary Poppins. She THINKS she's practically perfect in every way, but in reality she gives Atilla the Hun a run for his money in matters of hygiene and inter-personal relationships. She'd run down the hall trailing her bowel movement. The issue: she didn't see anything wrong with it! I almost lost my partially digested salad. Wouldn't that have added to scenery? **************************************************** So, I talked to Ungerman last night about my issue with Funny Man. What was his take on it? 1) MAYBE the guy simply enjoys my company is trying to get to know me (ah, he knows me way too well). I have to stop assuming every guy who tries to get close to me has ulterior motives. 2) Stop being so controling. Dating isn't about control. It's about trust. And the whole time he sat there enjoying my melodramatic little outburst. Because he enjoys it when I'm not all cool and together. When I actually let my emotions get the better of me. And I'm in a worse mood than before, because I know he's right, dammit, and I hate it when he's right. I want to be right. Those pidgeons outside my window better watch out today or I'm going to strangle them! 8:41 a.m. - April 08, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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