Happier Thoughts

I was correct in that there was some type of big fire off of Madison, but it was a townhouse that blew up from a gas leak, not the tall building next door. The reports aren’t saying that anyone was killed or seriously injured, which is good. I also walked by the block on my way up to my college, I got to see all of the flashing lights, and people standing around on Park Ave & looking across at a big fire truck that blocked the view of the sidewalk – but when I crossed the street it looked like the building was flat. Four or five stories flattened to about the thickness of a car, if that. Trust me that is a happier thought, since the world doesn’t seem to be coming to an end from a gas leak.

This Weekend

Yesterday I saw the new Strangers with Candy movie at the Sunshine theater. The movie was good, and afterwards I needed to pee. If you have never been into the men’s room at the Sunshine, let me describe it. You open the door, and there are either two men standing with their junk out relieving themselves, or you see two clean yet disgusting urinals, then two sides along the back wall, with a dark handicap accessible stall. There was a guy standing at the 2nd urinal, and I went to go to the dark stall, as I passed the man, I accidentally bumped into him. I’m no pro at bathroom protocol, but I figured an apology without eye contact is probably the rule of thumb.

Me: Sorry
Dude at Urinal: It’s okay. It wasn’t out yet.

Wasn’t out yet? Way too much info for me to hear. Then I finished, washed up, and waiting for the ever so beautiful “I Like Cheese” to come out of the women’s room. I sat on a tall comfy stool, and ignored the man who I just bumped into at the stall who is awaiting his lady friend. A guy in his early 20s came running up the stairs with the look of dire need of a bathroom. He hurried over to the women’s room, went to open the door, then read the sign “WOMEN” and got all pissy about it – no pun intended. He looked around in a hurry, and could not see the men’s room sign on the other side of the wall, looked to go up another flight of steps, and saw that it was probably the roof up there, and turned around sadly and walked down the stairs. I can only hope and assume that this man wet his pants, then sat and watched some indie movie and thought he was so smart and amazing for watching it. Something like “An Inconvenient Truth”, which I will never see do to Al Gore being an idiot; which has nothing to do with the issue or debate of Global Warming.

I also went to a BBQ birthday this Saturday night. Blueberry Stoli came out last week, and that stuff is delicious. It smells great, tastes great, and will make loads taste like Blueberry, so I hear. The BBQ was in a gorgeous newly restored garden, and there were two black cats in the neighboring yard named Girby (Garden Herbie) & Kirby (Kitten Herbie), and the birthday gift was a big swing that fits three people, or two morbidly obese people. I want a big swing like that one for my backyard garden. Yes, yes I do.

The happiest news possible right now, I called my agency and informed them that Friday will be my last day on this assignment. I had informed them a few weeks about my disappointment of everything that was described of this temp job not actually taking place, and that I was day to day a goforboy. With my good standing at the agency, and my manager having a previous poor standing with the agency, it doesn’t look like any harm will be done to me. My contact at the agency said “I’ll call evil manager name and let her know that Friday is your last day, she doesn’t return calls, so on Monday she might be shocked when there isn’t anyone working for her”. For me that is perfect, I don’t need to say anything to the evil one, since that might create a bad situation, and the evil one most likely won’t return the phone call since she never returned the ones where they tried to reach out to her in order to help me out. No lost sleep for me. To top it off, due to the jury duty tomorrow, I have to get this weeks timesheet signed today, and that will most likely mean I will be Weekend BIJ tonight through whenever. Jury Duty does not scare me, and I’m actually looking forward to watching people sitting in a jury box and being annoyed that they had bad luck and were picked to sit on a jury. Ah, happier times await.