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I went to take my drug testing today for my new job. You know what I'm talking about. "Please wash your hands. Don't flush the toilet. And while your not too busy, see if you can pee in this little bitty cup that we give ya." I swear! I think that this would be the only time I would wish that I was a man. So anyway, I call them up before I leave to go to ask them a few questions. This being my first time taking a drug test, I was a little curious as to what to expect at their clinic. Well to make a long story short, the woman that answered the phone was R-U-D-E! I wish I could have known which one it was when I got there. Well I waited about an hour before they even called me in there. ONE HOUR! to pee into a cup. I just don't get these people sometimes.
So afterwards I go on to LSU in search of Grant. I get there on campus and proceed to "hunt" for him on the floors we had said earlier. No Grant. So I page him, thinking that if he's in the building then he will go to the nearest payphone available. Nope. He snuck on by me. So finally in a last ditch effort, I got online and there he was. So we finally meet up and get to spend most of the afternoon together. It was wonderful just sitting there and talking to him. I can still tell that he's nervous around me and makes these lame ass jokes and is really loud, but I was really very proud of him for making the effort to NOT drape himself on me like a second skin. I have to keep reminding myself that this is the first relationship he's been in so he doesn't know any better. I have to have patience and let him know when he's crossing that line. He knows that I'm not a PDA person. At least he's trying.
So there I am, killing time till he gets out of class. He comes to meet me and then I catch the smell. He's got this little bottle of pheromones with him and he put some on after class, knowing that I like the smell of it. I could have killed him. Or jumped his bones. LOL I hope that he doesn't put that stuff on Saturday when he's meeting my parents for the first time.
Went to get some food for dinner. When I got back, my mom posed the strangest thing I've ever heard her say. She asked me if I needed help in paying my bills. I didn't know whether to be scared or cry. This is the first time that she's ever OFFERED to help me pay. She'll loan out $6,000 to other members of the family, but heaven forbid if her own daughter should go down the hole. I think I'm still in shock. I'm going to have to talk to her tomorrow about it. I'm still trying to figure out a way to respond. How does one tell their mom that "yes I'm in so much debt and trouble with creditors that I couldn't find my way out of a wet paper bag." Hmmmmm. Any suggestions?
So afterwards I go on to LSU in search of Grant. I get there on campus and proceed to "hunt" for him on the floors we had said earlier. No Grant. So I page him, thinking that if he's in the building then he will go to the nearest payphone available. Nope. He snuck on by me. So finally in a last ditch effort, I got online and there he was. So we finally meet up and get to spend most of the afternoon together. It was wonderful just sitting there and talking to him. I can still tell that he's nervous around me and makes these lame ass jokes and is really loud, but I was really very proud of him for making the effort to NOT drape himself on me like a second skin. I have to keep reminding myself that this is the first relationship he's been in so he doesn't know any better. I have to have patience and let him know when he's crossing that line. He knows that I'm not a PDA person. At least he's trying.
So there I am, killing time till he gets out of class. He comes to meet me and then I catch the smell. He's got this little bottle of pheromones with him and he put some on after class, knowing that I like the smell of it. I could have killed him. Or jumped his bones. LOL I hope that he doesn't put that stuff on Saturday when he's meeting my parents for the first time.
Went to get some food for dinner. When I got back, my mom posed the strangest thing I've ever heard her say. She asked me if I needed help in paying my bills. I didn't know whether to be scared or cry. This is the first time that she's ever OFFERED to help me pay. She'll loan out $6,000 to other members of the family, but heaven forbid if her own daughter should go down the hole. I think I'm still in shock. I'm going to have to talk to her tomorrow about it. I'm still trying to figure out a way to respond. How does one tell their mom that "yes I'm in so much debt and trouble with creditors that I couldn't find my way out of a wet paper bag." Hmmmmm. Any suggestions?
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