Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Wherein Bry has no choice but to post.

Today was a very long day. It seems like all the days are long this month. At work a regular customer asked me if I was okay.

"You normally seem so cheerful and smiley and happy. Are you okay today? Is something wrong?"

And I realized that a complete and total stranger is concerned for my welfare. Which was very sweet of her. I feel like a daily empathy or connection is missing in my life as of late. It just serves as a reminder of how much I miss RF who can sense my tone in a text message.

Luckily, I wasn't actually in a bad or sad mood at work. I was a bit harried. We were so freaking busy. And I was tired since I got up at 4am to make sure I got to work because of the weather. Apparently the weather caused schools to close for the day (snow day? what snow?) and that meant they all had to go to the mall. The mall that is an outdoor mall that necessitated standing around in the cold. But what do I know?

But later I had a better conversation that made me laugh and made my day and kind of scares the junk out of me.

ME: Uh, hello?

CJ: Hey.What are you doing?

ME: Commuting home.

CJ: Do you want to come over? I want to show you something.

ME: Um. I don't think I should. I will literally fall asleep the second I sit down.

CJ: Does this mean you will fall asleep on the bus?

ME: Yes, But I do that daily. What did you want to show me?

CJ: Well it is funnier if you come over.

ME: Is it something dirty? Is it porn?

CJ: Haha. No.

ME: Did you get a makeover?

CJ: Haha. No. Wait. Are you saying I need one?

ME: Um. No.

CJ: I have a question for you.

ME: Oh great. This always ends well.

CJ: Don't be scared. It is kind of funny. So remember the other night how S knew you from Facebook?

ME: Yes. Speaking of which, that girl is a freakshow.

CJ: Haha. Well MD sent me a link today that he forwarded from S and imagine my surprise to click on it and learn that it is your blog.

ME: Shut the fuck up. Are you serious?

CJ: Oh yes I am.

ME: Oh.

(several, perhaps 30, seconds later)

ME: So. What did you think?

CJ: Well....funny you should ask. I'm going to assume I am CJ.

ME: A fair assumption.

CJ: Well first, I have to say I didn't get much work done because I was laughing for most of the day. I've been reading and am back several months.

ME: Oh great.

CJ: Whey didn't you ever tell me you blog?

ME: Well I figured if you Googled me, and found it, it was your own fault. Otherwise, I could just pretend I don't ramble on on the internets.

CJ: You know, I think I read that in your blog.

ME: Haha. You have a good memory.

CJ: Well I did just read it.

ME: Well are you upset?

CJ: About what?

ME: Well I was fairly frank about some things about you.

CJ: Yeah, but I know about all that. They were not secrets. I'm fully aware I'm a nerd.

ME: Ohhhhh....you know I don't think you are a nerd.

CJ: Yes you do and that is okay.

ME: C! Yikes. I'm sorry.

CJ: Seriously, you have nothing to apologize for. I know you like me mostly because I am a nerd.

ME: Like is kind of strong.

CJ: What!

ME: Haha. I'm kidding. Well I guess the blog is out of the internets.

CJ: Well it was only a matter of time. Eventually I would have started Googling you to find out if you were a murderer. Speaking of which. I did Google you. After I got your blog link.

ME: And what did you find out?

CJ: For starters, how did I not know your first name is Bryanne?

ME: Oh. I don't know. I'm sure I told you. You know my middle name.

CJ: Yeah, but I never knew your real first name.

ME: Well I'm only called Bryanne when I'm in trouble.

CJ: Well I like it. I'm going to call you Bryanne from now on.

ME: Oh great. My parents don't even call me Bryanne.

CJ: Consider it your punishment.

ME: So we are even.

CJ: Not by a long shot. Run and hide.

ME: What?

CJ Run and hide.

ME: Did you just quote Ocean's 11?

CJ: Well I have to go. I still have two hours of work left.

ME: And I have a nap to take on the bus.

CJ: By the way, you should probably not blog about this, especially since MD and S probably started reading it.

ME: I make no promises. I will not be censored!

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