All too quickly, the drunk-but-cute girl mentioned in my last post has already changed her mind about attending the work social event. The numbers are dropping, but we should still get enough people to justify the day out.
Additionally, I got no sleep last night and I've been feeling really off all day long. It's not just lack of sleep but a low-key general nausea, too. I took a few hours off work, so hopefully I'll feel much better tomorrow.
I've spent the last few weeks trying to arrange a team building thing for work. It's not team building per the more obvious thought like trust falls and guff like that, but doing something, like ten pin bowling then dinner and, if time allows, drinks.
I did the same when I worked alongside Stalky Guy and KfW2. I might be an introvert. I might have social anxiety issues. But I am social.
Anyway, I've kept my distance in the new team (I say "new" but I've been here for years now), not wanting to step on anyone's toes in the existing social status.
This time, however, I stepped up because no-one else seemed to be making any efforts and it's been a slog. Getting agreement or suggestions from people is like pulling teeth. But I persevered and we were due to do something on Thursday.
And then it all got pulled out from under me, mainly because two bosses had a clash. Not something they HAD to attend, but something they wanted to attend. And because of that, the other five of us have our plans changed.
However, a side effect of our plans changing is that we've extended invitations to other people, people in teams who work alongside us. And the newsworthy reason of this whole post? The drunk-but-cute girl from this post is supposed to attend. I don't think I've ever spoken to her, so that'll be interesting.
It's an even warmer day today than it was yesterday. I've managed to get out for a short-ish walk (about a mile and a half) and I am soaking with sweat. I need to get out into the garden after work, too, cos it's starting to look messy.
I've just been for my follow-up appointment about the long-term foot injury I have been complaining about and it appears that it's fully healed.
I think the consultant was surprised. I think I was surprised, even though I knew that I am pretty much pain-free, but I was still expecting some residual pain... you know, like being 90% of the way there, but not completely.
So, I'm pretty chuffed. I also got some exercise in, too. A 3 mile walk, no less. With the weather being great, I should get in touch with Nerdy Girl and attempt our 6-mile route next week and really test out the foot.
E replied at 3 AM my time. It was interesting because she instantly knew the name of the guy that I'd spotted yesterday and it was the name that I ultimately remembered. But humourously she couldn't remember the name of the guy she slept with. At least not immediately. Another message came through a bit later when she had apparently eventually remembered his name, too. Fun times.
When KfW2 and I were out for an adult afternoon just over 18 months ago, I surprised her by recognising a woman that we (me and my friends including G and BR) hung around with. She was a uni pal of G's. We briefly chatted, she introduced me to her partner (a stunning blonde woman) and her kids and she went on her way.
I explained who she was and how I knew her. KfW2 was incredulous.
"You recognised her after all this time?"
"Yeah."
"How?"
"I dunno. I just have a good memory."
And I do. Or I did. As I've posted on this blog, there are things I've simply forgotten about or am misremembering some details. But on the whole, it's still not bad. And, you know, this blog helps, too, to keep things fresh or remind me of things.
So, in a similar vein, I walked past a guy at lunchtime. He was familiar. He looked like he knew me, and it only took a few seconds for me to place him. He was one of the senior guys at the temp job where I met E. That's 25 years ago. I wanted to chat to him, but could I remember his name? Nope.
I got back to the office and texted E. It was 1 AM where she lives, so she was most likely asleep. I asked her did she know the names of the guys in the office. She'll definitely know the name of one guy - she slept with him a few times. But it's the other guy I'm interested in.
She's not yet replied, but I don't think she needs to any more. His name's just popped into my head.
It's 15 years to the day where I sat very close to local celebrity/model Orlaith McAllister in a hotel. I think a group of us from work, including S, had nipped out to watch some footy. A World Cup match, maybe? Regardless, I sat within a few metres of her, but never saw her as I had my back to her, all while S had a good perv.
OM is not my type, not in looks, but I admit to a little crush on her. I have seen her in real life at other times and she is very pretty in the flesh, but still... an element of frustration involved.
I took yesterday off work as a last-minute thing. I explained that I wasn't feeling well, and that was the truth. I didn't sleep particularly well and ended up with, at best, two hours sleep. With plenty of time off in the bank, I decided that I wasn't in the frame of mind to battle my way through a full day's worth of work.
I managed to get some chores done around the house, which helped, but I still haven't reached out to the tradesmen I need to do some upgrades to the house. I'm being swamped with work and family stuff even though I can go online and submit a form. I don't even have to phone them. I'm still feeling a little overwhelmed with it all at the moment, so if I can get some of this family stuff done, that'll free me (mentally) to think about my house.
In recent days, both V and CH have appeared on various social media sites. V has appeared at her local country club looking really good. CH appeared as a result of her work. The notable thing was that CH was wearing a waistcoat. I've mentioned before that I like waistcoats on women, usually as part of the three-piece suit, which is super hot on women, IMO. But still, waistcoats are hot.
But getting back to the actual photo, while I had my crush on her, I don't think that photos ever did CH justice. Kinda reminds me of CAB that way, too. Attractive, yes, but not photogenic.
I'm going to blame my lack of willpower about helping CC on USHW. That might be harsh, but we were swapping messages yesterday and I mentioned that I wanted to get out of the house more, not just for exercise and fresh air but to socialise as well. And CC just happened to be the first person to afford me that opportunity.
Saying that, she got wind of my upcoming gig that I'm taking KfW2 to and decided that she might like to go to it, too. Classic CC... just inviting herself along. I fucking hate that. I should reach out to KfW2, just to remind her about the gig. It's less than 3 weeks away.
But the more noteworthy point about my conversation with USHW was that we've agreed to meet and we have a tentative set of dates in mind towards the end of the summer. We still need to finalise the details, but we can do that over the next few weeks. It'd be great to see her again and at least maintain our "every ten years" timescale for meeting in person.
I was going to open this post with a few vague innuendos about beds and screwing and mention CC, but I can't be arsed. So, dear reader, let me explain that, unsurprisingly, CC messaged me again asking for a favour. And I didn't fob her off with an excuse this time. I decided I would actually do her the favour of building some furniture for her project house.
In return, she bought me dinner. Delicious tacos. Mmmm...
Oh, and in semi-interesting news, her project house is a house I've been in before... about 20 years ago when QC1 asked me to help her look for houses in my area.
