Your personality is fueled by the fascination you feel for life...

Mmhmm...

So I have a couple work stories...

*Disclaimer*

I don't normally call people names like I'm about to use, or descriptions, but as I have no other way to communicate the details to you, I'm going to make an exception this time.

*On with the stories*

Last night at work, this gross, fat, hairy, man with man boobs came through my line to buy a frozen pizza and ginger ale. He was wearing a button down shirt, but mostly unbuttoned, to the point that one of the man boobs and all kinds of hair was hanging out. I ask him for his customer card, and he hands it to me with orange fingers, like he had been eating chips or something. As I'm waiting for him to pay, I notice that he has potato chip crumbs nestled safely in the chest hair... Now, the guy I was working with, Jonathan, and I were trying not to look at him, each other, no eye contact, cause at any moment we may laugh out loud, or worse. So we finish helping him and when the man leaves, we look at each other and totally laugh out loud at the ridiculous amount of grossness. Now, I'm no hater of overweight people, and I'm certainly not exempt from that category myself, but dear lord man... the shirt has buttons... USE THEM! AND! Was the man really just sitting there munching away on potato chips, and decides... gee... I really need a frozen pizza and some ginger ale... NOW! NO TIME to wash up or button my shirt, must go NOW! Ugh :wacko:

Second story: Jonathan, the guy I was working with... I guess I had my own 'coming out' to him last night. I don't exactly advertise that I write stories of any kind. A few family members and friends know, and a few co-workers that I really like and trust, but I'm hesitant typically to just tell everyone because then the questions come, and while I'm fully capable of discussing the subject with someone and knowing I don't have to defend myself... as you know, some people are just... stupid, judgemental... well, you get it. Anyway, so Jonathan and I were standing there at 10p.m. last night, and while there are lulls in the business, we talk and so at one point I was deciding if I wanted to tell him about going to Disneyland the previous weekend with Will, Rich, and Steve, and he says to me, "What are you thinking?" So I said, "I'm trying to decide if I want to tell you a story." So he says, "TELL ME!" So I do, and that led to how I met Steve and Will, and this site, and the stories I write. He was excited, thought it sounded cool, and has the site info. I told him about my blog and the stories and so on, so in case he's reading... Hi Jonathan!

He asked me what kind of stories I write and I promptly cause we have a running joke between a bunch of us writers. Do we write porn? Nah... sure there is plenty of it out there... but when you have to put in ten chapters to get to it... it ain't porn... just saying. So I went with gay romance. And then added, "Besides... I like boys." He was amused... I'll give him that. Jonathan earned bonus points last night... which is cool since he was already a cool guy for a lot of reasons I wont go into here... that and he had the decency to laugh when the woman who is probably still paying for her fake boobs ran out of money and was looking for something to 'put back' she chose toilet paper...

Alright that is all cause I'm rather frazzled right now... MUST WRITE TOMORROW!!!

Hugs,

Viv