Tis the Season

Flu season has arrived... oh yeah, and the entire Christmas thing too...

Yesterday afternoon we had a Holiday potluck at our work. Everyone brought their contribution and we ate heartily while watching The Ref. Post movie I decided that perhaps the BBQ ribs didn’t sit so well, and within a few minutes they apparently agreed and made a “second appearance” of sorts. I went home and spent the afternoon in bed thinking my first encounter with BBQ ribs might have just been my last.

As it was Wednesday night I had my dinner with Mom and LaLo. The place that we normally go to is closed for the holidays so the three of us and our regular waitress all met down the street at a little restaurant near my house. I pulled myself out of bed hobbled down the street (legs are almost back to normal post “exercise incident”).

Walking into this intimate restaurant I joined the other girls already seated and we ordered. Doing a quick scan I realized that our local “TV star” was at his regular post at the corner of their little bar. I first met this guy about a year and a half ago before his little TV show (called “Desperate Housewives”) was put on the air and seemingly took off.

At that point he was some random neighbor whom I had maybe recognized from something, but didn’t really care about anyway… At that point to him I was merely a girl having some beers with friends… that pulled a porno magazine from her handbag and handed it around for all to see. I remember seeing him and his friend trying to figure me out… this gregarious girl who carried around porn.

At the job that I wrote about yesterday some manager prior to me had somehow signed up to receive free porn in the office. The first time I discovered this was about a month into working there, I was going through the office mail, talking on the phone to one of the other managers. I opened this benign looking envelope and was greeted with a girl putting a thick candy cane up her flower... I was utterly surprised, but found amusement in it. Of course I took it around and showed all of the other managers what I received in my mail. I was one of the youngest and only woman manager in California... so this saucy young thing walking around showing XXX porn was kind of funny.

The following month I received this magazine again. I threw it away, and didn't think too much more about it, until my spastic employee was found rummaging it out, excitedly proclaiming “Look at what I found!”

The month after when I received it I had put it in my desk drawer and thought I would put it in the dumpster one evening on my way out. I had to go up to LA for a meeting one day while the HR (bitch) was in my office. Going through my desk drawers she found it and took it. When I returned I realized that she had taken it... so I had to call her and explain that "it wasn't what it looked like". She told me in the future to just get it out of the office and dispose of it as we never wanted an employee finding that in my desk.

As a result, the following month I immediately put it in my handbag.... forgetting about it until drinks at the corner restaurant were consumed and I pulled it out.... leaving quite the impression on those around me... the restaurant workers loved it, while DH guy and his friend looked at it and tried to figure this girl out... Brilliant.

Needless to say last night was a little lower key. He left without a porn incident occurring and I left three bites into my dinner… still not fully recovered from the BBQ incident.

Merry Christmas indeed.