The End of the D.H. Year

Hey Hey!

Well, as of the end of May, I'm on hiatus for the summer from the looney tunes that I work with, so now, where will all the frivolities come from? The story will continue...

A couple of months ago, LiMa was convinced by me and K-girl to go on a little overnight vacation on her own. Little did we know what a complete DRAMA would ensue. She left on a Friday afternoon to venture on TRAX up to good ol' SLC. As she got off at the Delta Center, she got her luggage and set off to find her hotel. Well, let me just say that I was totally uninformed on the fact that LiMa is directionally challenged to say the least. First she called K-girl to help her with the location she needed to get to. K-girl could not figure out what the heck she was even doing so she kindly gave her my cell phone # and then I tried to steer her in the right direction. She told me that she was staying at the Howard Johnson so of course the first thing I thought of was the one across to the north from Abravenel Hall, am I right??? So, I'm telling her which way to go to get there and she's telling me as she's walking up & down the streets of S.L. with her luggage & purse in tow with her cell phone at her ear & unfortunately I'm inadvertently leading her astray. Finally after calls back & forth from LiMa to K-girl I finally find out that she's actually staying in the smaller HoJo motel to the north of the Delta Center & west of Crown Burger. In the meantime, she's nervous about a weird man who seems to be following her but ends up thankfully being harmless. So, FINALLY, I get her to the right place, she checks in, goes over to the Gateway for awhile, comes back to the motel, orders Chinese to be delivered, which she tells me was not too good ( but I guess good enough to eat the rest for breakfast the next morning), she watched cable (sports which she loves), and then is so bored that she checks out by 9 am the next morning & heads home on TRAX to have her mom pick her up (yes, she lives at home with her parents still even though she's in her 30's & her situation is one that is too long to go into here). I don't know about you guys, but I would LOVE to have an overnight somewhere completely on my own once in awhile & I would take advantage of EVERY single moment of solitude!!

Anyway, we all got together the last afternoon we worked for a farewell dinner & a thank you from our work head-honcho (with whom I try to avoid as much as possible). We ate at the Olive Garden, and near the end, I got out a piece of gum, wadded up the paper, & innocently threw it next to me at T-boy. AGAIN, my aim couldn't have hit my target more perfectly, RIGHT IN HIS EYE, & he whined that it REALLY hurt. Wah!! It must have injured or impaired his ability to lift a glass & drink because as he did so, he must have done it too quickly for the ice & water came tumbling out of the glass & made a bit of a splatter down his shirt & onto his pants. It was hilarious & I proceeded to immitate the whole thing kind of behind his back & I had a few fellow workers in histarics. I know, I'm mean & rude but he brings it all on himself, right?! I'm going to be struck down!

C U Later!