Happy Birthday

Today is my mother’s birthday.  She’s not here..maybe she can hear me..

Happy Birthday, I love you.

Never Again..

Last night I went to dinner at a local restaurant with a friend of mine. I was the Designated Driver. I had no alcohol to drink but now I wish I had been lit up like a Christmas tree, maybe I could forget what happened.  I have worked with this girl for over 3 years and just recently we started making plans to meet up once a week and just have girl night. But this time her guy #1 shows up. That should have tipped me off sooner.  WTH is guy #1?! How many are there?

 It is 0230 in the morning and I still can’t sleep. Guy #1 is without a doubt the biggest jerk I have ever met!  They both had several drinks..not good. This guy is supposed to be some covert affair she is having. It turns out that I know him from work..thus the covert part.  He begins to tell me how hot I am and just doesn’t know when to stop. And what do I do? I drive them downtown to drink more. How stupid (yes, I said stupid) could I have been! During this time, mind you right in front of her, he continues to tell me how hot I am and then some. I try to stay busy texting a friend telling him what is going on hoping that eventually this guy will know I am not interested and that my friend might finally see what a jerk he is and leave his sorry ass at the bar! Does this happen? No. The final straw was when he grabbed me by the shirt..she slapped him and right before my eyes turns around and pretty much begs him to leave with us..Holy sh@#!

What was she thinking? I asked her. She said she felt sorry for him and that she didn’t just want to leave him downtown. I tried to tell her what an ass he was but it was like she was blind as a bat to it! And all the while he keeps coming after me..can’t shut up for the love of money.  I finally just told both of them I had enough and dropped them back off at the restaurant.

It has been a long while since I let anyone embarrass or  be little me like that..Oh yeah, and to add to it I think, or at least hope, my friend on the other end of my texts thought I was joking (or just drunk). I did the walk of shame into my house.

Never Again..

By the way..I took her keys and called them a cab before I left them at the restaurant. That part was probably the only not Stupid thing I did last night!