So...good news and bad news to tell. The bad news is that things between Jess and Sarah have not improved and will probably never work. Damn, I really wanted the three of us to be close, kind of like "the trio," which sounds a little lame when I think about it. I tried once more, unsuccessfully, to have a little get-together with the three of us. Let's just say it didn't work out, and I honestly have no idea why these two girls seem to dislike each other so damn much. When we went out Saturday night, it felt as if there was a real reason for the tension between them, almost as if they already knew each other, but that can't be, right? Wouldn't they have mentioned that? Anyway. Lost cause.
The good news comes with bad news. During the second disaster Saturday night, Sarah suggested that I meet her brother (didn't know she had one), which seemed to completely piss Jess off. Normally I'm definitely not a fan of blind dates, but I was so annoyed with both of them that I ended up agreeing. Apparently Sarah doesn't like wasting time because she set something up for the next day, Sunday. This get-together consisted of me, Sarah, her brother and his friend. The entire time Sarah basically tried to push her her brother, Connor, on me (not literally), but I wasn't interested because I didn't feel a click. However (and remember that there always has to be a however in my life; it's just the way it works), while Connor was talking to me (don't ask me what about), I couldn't stop looking at his friend, John (what's with all the Johns all of a sudden-John #1 is from work, and off-limits). The reason has nothing to do with his looks, although they're definitely not bad, but something about him intrigued me (that also sounds lame). John, however, didn't seem to share my interest because he kind of ignored me.
To sum it all up? No problem. Jess and Sarah hate each other, Sarah wants me and Connor to be interested in each other, Connor is interested and I'm not, and John #2 ignores and avoids me like the plague. Any questions?
Monday, October 27, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Don't even go there
Remember when I said work was going great? Well, as of now I take that back. For some reason they decided to lead me in holding me by the hand and yesterday they decided to drop kick my ass into the deep end of the pool. Or, to say that in a less dramatic way-they pretty much stopped guiding me at all and expect me to know everything. WTF?? This is not what I expected. How am I supposed to know what to do in every situation? It's not like I was given some manual with cases and solutions, ahhh! Anyway, ahem. Done with the ranting, at least for now.
Work aside, my friendship with Sarah is progressing very nicely. Since we were spending a lot of time together, I decided to introduce her to Jess, my other friend, to see if they would hit it off. I was hoping (best case scenario) that the three of us could be really close and become good friends, eventually. But sadly, my best laid plans did not work out, and that's an understatement. For some reason, when the three of us went out, they just didn't click. They didn't really talk to each other, and after a while both of them kind of stopped talking to me, so the whole night was spent in awkward silence. Well, check plus for effort?
The only thing that got me through the last couple of days was the guy at work I mentioned, whose name is Luke. He seems like a nice guy (although I am definitely aware that appearances can be deceiving) and he has a great sense of humor, much like mine (joking mixed with sarcasm). The best thing? He actually gets all my jokes and isn't put off by my occasional sarcasm, which usually intimidates other people. This would be a very nice development, except for a small detail: I work with him! I'm not stupid enough to mix work with pleasure, as they say, which never ends well. Great. I meet a decent guy and he's off limits. Does the universe realize how damn hard it is to find a decent guy these days? Ugh.
Every time I picture him in a fantasy, I need to remind myself, "Don't even go there!"
Work aside, my friendship with Sarah is progressing very nicely. Since we were spending a lot of time together, I decided to introduce her to Jess, my other friend, to see if they would hit it off. I was hoping (best case scenario) that the three of us could be really close and become good friends, eventually. But sadly, my best laid plans did not work out, and that's an understatement. For some reason, when the three of us went out, they just didn't click. They didn't really talk to each other, and after a while both of them kind of stopped talking to me, so the whole night was spent in awkward silence. Well, check plus for effort?
The only thing that got me through the last couple of days was the guy at work I mentioned, whose name is Luke. He seems like a nice guy (although I am definitely aware that appearances can be deceiving) and he has a great sense of humor, much like mine (joking mixed with sarcasm). The best thing? He actually gets all my jokes and isn't put off by my occasional sarcasm, which usually intimidates other people. This would be a very nice development, except for a small detail: I work with him! I'm not stupid enough to mix work with pleasure, as they say, which never ends well. Great. I meet a decent guy and he's off limits. Does the universe realize how damn hard it is to find a decent guy these days? Ugh.
Every time I picture him in a fantasy, I need to remind myself, "Don't even go there!"
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Register to Vote!
Quick post, guys. For those of you who aren't registered to vote and can legally do so, please register! The deadline for many states has already passed, and for many others it's coming up soon. This is a website to see the deadline and other info for individual states/addresses: www.maps.google.com/vote
Also, check out this cool video on youtube about registering: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0vtHwWReGU0.
Thanks, guys!
Also, check out this cool video on youtube about registering: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0vtHwWReGU0.
Thanks, guys!
New job, new friend, life's good this week
So I am proud to say that after the disastrous first day of work, my week got a lot better. I got into the hang of things at the hospital, and I shadowed the manager of the surgery department so closely that at one point he asked me to give him some space. Ooops.
Work aside, I might have made a new friend in my apartment building. Her name is Sarah and although she is two years younger than me, she acts like she's two years older (which is strange because I've always been told that I'm extremely mature for my age). She seems fun, down-to-earth, and she is definitely a knockout. Since it's usually more difficult for me to make good friends, I am definitely looking forward to getting to know her more and potentially making a new great friend.
Sarah is also fresh out of grad school, and she is also new to the get-a-real-job world. I can see us sitting on the couch Monday nights, bitching about starting a new work week while laughing about our embarrassing stories, since it appears that strange, embarrassing things happen to her just like they do to me (she laughed her ass off at my first day on the job story). Finally, I'm not alone!
The last major detail is her mysterious money issues. Or, more like the abundance of money she seems to have but doesn't share anything about. It's hard to miss the high-end brands and expensive things she has scattered all over her place, but when I try to joke about them, she gets this look on her face and changes the subject. So her family is obviously well off, but I don't see why she feels the need to be cryptic about it. Weird, but I guess some people are just like that about money.
Anyway, I have things to take care of, such as comforting a friend of mine from home who just broke up with her longtime boyfriend, so I'm out for today, folks...but stay tuned, because I have some juicy details about that guy at work who was laughing at my (can't believe I'm actually saying this) cowlick and stomach growling. Let's just say that the guy definitely has some male potential.
Work aside, I might have made a new friend in my apartment building. Her name is Sarah and although she is two years younger than me, she acts like she's two years older (which is strange because I've always been told that I'm extremely mature for my age). She seems fun, down-to-earth, and she is definitely a knockout. Since it's usually more difficult for me to make good friends, I am definitely looking forward to getting to know her more and potentially making a new great friend.
Sarah is also fresh out of grad school, and she is also new to the get-a-real-job world. I can see us sitting on the couch Monday nights, bitching about starting a new work week while laughing about our embarrassing stories, since it appears that strange, embarrassing things happen to her just like they do to me (she laughed her ass off at my first day on the job story). Finally, I'm not alone!
The last major detail is her mysterious money issues. Or, more like the abundance of money she seems to have but doesn't share anything about. It's hard to miss the high-end brands and expensive things she has scattered all over her place, but when I try to joke about them, she gets this look on her face and changes the subject. So her family is obviously well off, but I don't see why she feels the need to be cryptic about it. Weird, but I guess some people are just like that about money.
Anyway, I have things to take care of, such as comforting a friend of mine from home who just broke up with her longtime boyfriend, so I'm out for today, folks...but stay tuned, because I have some juicy details about that guy at work who was laughing at my (can't believe I'm actually saying this) cowlick and stomach growling. Let's just say that the guy definitely has some male potential.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
First day sucks
I spent the day after Jess and I went out unpacking some more and taking a small tour of Boston. I'll say one thing for the city, though: it sure seems like a nice place to live. People seem extremely nice (except a guy who almost body slammed me when I was trying to cross the street) and the city itself is amazing. All in all, the weekend went pretty well, if I do say so myself.
Monday morning was a bitch. First day of my new job, and my alarm clock didn't go off (doesn't this always seem to happen on the days that you really need it to function properly). I checked for the reason and saw that it was set to 6:30 PM instead of AM...grrrreat. So I didn't have time to eat breakfast, I half-assed my way through putting on make up and doing my hair (a.k.a. putting it up), and ran out to catch the bus. Problem? Of course. The bus NEVER CAME. So instead of coming in to work early on my first day to make a good impression, I was a little late.
Thank god the manager was nice enough not to give me the stink eye when greeting me, but he did stare at my hair for several moments. Wonder why that was.
After giving me a tour of the surgery unit (my new job is assistant manager in charge of the surgery unit at the hospital), he brought me into a board room filled with people dressed in expensive suits. After introducing me to all the other employees, he began to talk about current issues that required attention in the hospital. And of course, because the day wasn't bad enough, my stomach started growling extremely loudly during his speech. I instinctively covered it with my hands, but of course that didn't do anything. I glanced around to see if anyone could hear it and saw that the woman on my left was giving me a stink eye this time. The guy on my right, however, was trying extremely hard not to laugh. After glancing at me, he whispered, "you have a huge cowlick that you might want to fix after the meeting," and continued to hold himself back from laughing.
Great. Is it too much to ask to have a normal first day and not appear to be a hungry cowlick- prone late idiot? Guess again, folks.
Monday morning was a bitch. First day of my new job, and my alarm clock didn't go off (doesn't this always seem to happen on the days that you really need it to function properly). I checked for the reason and saw that it was set to 6:30 PM instead of AM...grrrreat. So I didn't have time to eat breakfast, I half-assed my way through putting on make up and doing my hair (a.k.a. putting it up), and ran out to catch the bus. Problem? Of course. The bus NEVER CAME. So instead of coming in to work early on my first day to make a good impression, I was a little late.
Thank god the manager was nice enough not to give me the stink eye when greeting me, but he did stare at my hair for several moments. Wonder why that was.
After giving me a tour of the surgery unit (my new job is assistant manager in charge of the surgery unit at the hospital), he brought me into a board room filled with people dressed in expensive suits. After introducing me to all the other employees, he began to talk about current issues that required attention in the hospital. And of course, because the day wasn't bad enough, my stomach started growling extremely loudly during his speech. I instinctively covered it with my hands, but of course that didn't do anything. I glanced around to see if anyone could hear it and saw that the woman on my left was giving me a stink eye this time. The guy on my right, however, was trying extremely hard not to laugh. After glancing at me, he whispered, "you have a huge cowlick that you might want to fix after the meeting," and continued to hold himself back from laughing.
Great. Is it too much to ask to have a normal first day and not appear to be a hungry cowlick- prone late idiot? Guess again, folks.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Big Move-In Day...and Night
So it's official...I am now a resident of Boston. Well, I wouldn't exactly say that I am living in Boston, but if I go outside and walk for half an hour, I may be able to reach Boston.
Anyway, moving in was not as much fun as I would have imagined it to be. I had so much crap to carry that I thought my arm was going to fall off, and I ended up tripping over a box labeled "sexy bras" outside my apartment while a cute guy (neighbor, maybe?) was walking past me, drawing his attention to the label on the box. Well, maybe I'll get lucky and he was just visiting someone upstairs? A girl can hope.
After finally loading all the stuff from the car into my apartment, I didn't have any space to walk around and couldn't find any food to eat. So, I called Jess and suggested we go out to eat dinner.
"First night out on the town, huh? Okay, get ready for some fun tonight. I'll be over in half an hour. Put on something that will draw attention."
Jess is a friend from high school that I was able to keep in touch with for all throughout college, amazingly enough. The girl is so outgoing that sometimes she socials the hell out of me, and I'm not exactly quiet. But, if there is anyone you want to go out with for a "night on the town," it's definitely her.
"I'll wear something..interesting, how about that?" I suggested. Then I hung up. If you let Jess argue for more than two minutes, you'll end up siding with her no matter how opposed you are to what she's suggesting.
I ended up wearing my new BCBG dress that I bought on sale, and I put on my black strappy heels that I had been saving for a special occasion. What better time to wear them than this?
I let Jess lead me to wherever it was she wanted to take us, which I should have known not to do, because I realized that she had brought us to some club in downtown Boston.
"Jessica, when I called you to take me out, I meant dinner, not drinking and dancing with hundreds of horny guys rubbing up against me."
She looked at me with a little smile and an evil smirk in her eye. "Darlin', there's no better way to celebrate than to drink a little, dance a little, and...well, I'll let you figure out the rest," she finished, leading me into the club. Well, this is going to be interesting...
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Check back soon to find out what happens on Evie's night out, and the rest when it's back to reality and time to job hunt.
Anyway, moving in was not as much fun as I would have imagined it to be. I had so much crap to carry that I thought my arm was going to fall off, and I ended up tripping over a box labeled "sexy bras" outside my apartment while a cute guy (neighbor, maybe?) was walking past me, drawing his attention to the label on the box. Well, maybe I'll get lucky and he was just visiting someone upstairs? A girl can hope.
After finally loading all the stuff from the car into my apartment, I didn't have any space to walk around and couldn't find any food to eat. So, I called Jess and suggested we go out to eat dinner.
"First night out on the town, huh? Okay, get ready for some fun tonight. I'll be over in half an hour. Put on something that will draw attention."
Jess is a friend from high school that I was able to keep in touch with for all throughout college, amazingly enough. The girl is so outgoing that sometimes she socials the hell out of me, and I'm not exactly quiet. But, if there is anyone you want to go out with for a "night on the town," it's definitely her.
"I'll wear something..interesting, how about that?" I suggested. Then I hung up. If you let Jess argue for more than two minutes, you'll end up siding with her no matter how opposed you are to what she's suggesting.
I ended up wearing my new BCBG dress that I bought on sale, and I put on my black strappy heels that I had been saving for a special occasion. What better time to wear them than this?
I let Jess lead me to wherever it was she wanted to take us, which I should have known not to do, because I realized that she had brought us to some club in downtown Boston.
"Jessica, when I called you to take me out, I meant dinner, not drinking and dancing with hundreds of horny guys rubbing up against me."
She looked at me with a little smile and an evil smirk in her eye. "Darlin', there's no better way to celebrate than to drink a little, dance a little, and...well, I'll let you figure out the rest," she finished, leading me into the club. Well, this is going to be interesting...
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Check back soon to find out what happens on Evie's night out, and the rest when it's back to reality and time to job hunt.
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