November 02, 2006

Boy, how I hate that Miss Reba.

She comes in here at 11:30 because she had some business over at the courthouse, and she's wearing that suede jacket and that beige silk sweater with the tiny pearls on it and that tweedy looking skirt of hers that sorta cups under in the back and that pair of high boots of hers that fit her legs like a second skin, and she's all flushed and giggly from walking outside in the chilly air, and her hair's tousled and she starts saying all this suggestive stuff like, "Hey!" and "Could you validate my parking ticket," and then she has the nerve to tell me that I most certainly CANNOT close my office door and lock it and make sure her underwear is properly fitted! Can you imagine anyone being so cavalier? So uncaring about the damage that can be done to a person if her clothing doesn't fit correctly?

AND THEN, she had the gall to go to lunch with me, KNOWING FULL WELL that food makes me all tingly inside, and YET SHE ONCE MORE REFUSED to return to my office so that I could engage in my tingle-dissipation exercises with her!! What sort of cruel person does that to another!? Her, with her eyes sparkling like they do, and smelling like powder and hot dog relish!

AND THEN, when I walked her back to her van in the parking deck, she steadfastly REFUSED to allow me to warm my hands by placing them ANYwhere underneath her clothing! AND FURTHER, she nixed in no uncertain terms my idea of climbing under a blanket in the back of the van so we could conserve body heat, using the lame excuse that there were "cameras" in the parking deck, and that there was "no blanket in the back." HEY! IF I CAN PRETEND THERE'S A BLANKET, WHY CAN'T SHE!?

Some people can be so inconsiderate.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at November 2, 2006 12:36 PM
Comments

Don't think of it as refusals...think of it as deferrals.

Posted by: Diane at November 2, 2006 01:31 PM

So, I should maybe call her back right now and see if my luck is any better?

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at November 2, 2006 01:44 PM

I see you managed to get over you earlier mentioned aversion to fall clothes.

Posted by: jim at November 2, 2006 02:03 PM

Nope--can't stand them, and the less of them, the better. Except for maybe the boots.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at November 2, 2006 02:42 PM

How long have I been hanging out at this joint? 3 years? 4? I think this is the raciest Possumblog post ever that didn't mention NASCAR...

Now, put that blanket in the back of the van and take that womman on a date!

Posted by: Nate at November 2, 2006 04:08 PM

I thought about mentioning NASCAR, but I thought it might be too crude and vulgar.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at November 2, 2006 04:20 PM

Wives are just evil I tell you. Make a man love them and wanna be around them real close like then Ka-Boom! it's "Honnnnney Do" time and your in the yard raking leaves.

Posted by: Tony von Krag at November 3, 2006 08:37 AM

Or as we say around our house, "raking leaves." ::wink::wink::

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at November 3, 2006 08:55 AM