What a Charmer /sarcasm

Right, so today at work was loooooooooooooong. Mostly because I went in after a whole 3.5hours of sleep. Wheee... not really. I almost fell asleep earlier, even put up my away messages... and ended up vegging out in front of the TV watching actual shows, not DVDs, for the first time in close to a year. No wait... I might have watched a CSI episode recently... I can't remember. Shows how much TV I watch. LMAO ANYWAYS! So I figure, since I'm still kind of awake, I'll fill you in on today's big topics.

Topic number one, the guy.

So I'm sitting having my little chocolate snack during my lunch break, and I hear this noise behind me, and off to the side. So I look over, naturally curious, and here comes this guy who had some birth defect to his one leg that it bent outward very unnaturally, and the sound I was hearing was his cane as he shuffled along. Well he must have spotted me, and not wanting to be rude I looked away. It's not polite to stare after all, no matter how curious I was.

Well, didn't he stop at my table. Here is our conversation, pretty much verbatim.

Him: It's turned out to be a really nice day out today, huh.
Me: Yeah, it has. Was awful this morning.
Him: Man... well I'm glad it's nice out.
Me: Me too, sun must've burned it off.

At this point he turned and started to walk away. And I was relieved, and figured he must just be lonely or mentally retarded or something. But... I couldn't be so lucky. He turned around, and the next words out of his mouth... well, I must have had a look between wanting to laugh and murder.

Him: I think you're cute. You wanna go out on a date tomorrow?
Me: speechless
Him: You have a boyfriend?
Me: No, I have a girlfriend.
Him: Oh, well, shall the three of us go out on a date tomorrow?
Me: small pause No, I'm pretty exclusively for women.
Him: confused look What...?
Me: I'm a lesbian.
Him: pauses Oh...

That's about where he left. I swear, he was in his mid twenties, maybe early thirties. Had on a green and white baseball cap, skinny, close shaven hair from what I could see, short--maybe 5'2", wearing a green windbreaker jacket, a white shirt, and baggy denim jeans with white sneakers.

And I can picture him clearly standing there having that conversation with me, and Alix and I just laughed. Seriously, some people are just stupid!

Then, there was item number two.

I talked to the Santa people, and he's going to put me in contact with the district guy, since he's not doing the hiring for Wilton. Works for me. He asked if photographer was definitely the position I wanted, too. And it was like, yeah, that's what I'm trained in. Or did he not look at my resume? Oh well, we'll see where that goes.

And third on my agenda...

Dad sprung charity work on me at the school doing photos of the new fire prevention and health safety week. They do a presentation on Wednesday that is going to be HUGE and I would love to do photos for them for charity. I love my community enough. So I'm going to call Alix in the morning and see if I can't switch a day with Glen. We'd have the same hours, just work different days. Although... from what I hear he hates to work Wednesdays... so maybe I should ask him myself. :\ This is gonna be interesting. But I really want to do the charity work. Ugh. Cross your fingers for me.

That's about it, time to get ready for bed since I take Shiz, one of our kitties, to the vet in the morning.