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Current mood:Clueless
Category: Romance and Relationships
All you readers of my blogs know that I've been without a woman in my life since August 26, 2007. That was the last time that I saw my (now ex) eHarmony girlfriend from Tennessee, the one who gets all up tight, nasty and pissed off when I dare to use her name in my blogs. Sure, we exchanged over three dozen phone calls between then and February 2009, and yes she did give me some helpful advice shortly after Dad passed away. But using her first name once in one blog isn't like I was posting her name, address, Social Secuity number, birthday and such in my blog with an invitation to the millions of MySpace minions to make her life miserable via identity theft!
Dig this --- I posted a blog back in February and mentioned her name once in it. She called me up at 11:53pm, a few minutes before my Monday shift was due to start. She snarled at me about the news I had posted was false and that I wasn't to use her name in my blog. I guess she's never heard of the First Amendment, but that's no matter --- I said I'd take the blog down. She said "good" and hung up on me! The call lasted 23 seconds. Then after my shift started, she called me up five more times for the pure, simple and childish pleasure of hanging up on me. I figured that if she was going to be my version of Cybill (and she knows what I mean by this), she can screw off and I'll leave the blog posted. And I did. You can find it in my older blogs if you know how to do it. I wish her all happiness and success; she was good for me at a time of my life when I needed it, but ours was a relationship that was best ended.
Anyway, I haven't had a woman in my life since 7:45am on Sunday, August 26, 2007 after our last kiss in the parking lot of the Microtel Inn in Dry Ridge, Kentucky. Yes, I am funny about remembering dates and times --- get used to it. I haven't been really aggressive about looking for a new and improved woman, but that's okay. Things will happen when they happen.
So lately, I have had reason to wonder about a woman at work. She is just shy of sixteen years younger than me --- I was born in August 1960 and she was born in May 1976 --- and is quite friendly and outgoing since she was bumped to my shift and department about six weeks ago. But she has this strange habit. She addresses me by both my first and last names.
Now Nancy used to call me "Mister Adams" while we were still married, but only when she was annoyed at me or trying to playact like she was annoyed. A girl in high school used both of my names like that about five percent of the time, and another hottie in college did likewise about ten percent of the time. But this woman at work (I'll call her Patty) addresses me as "John Adams" at least ninety percent of the time!
So what's up with that? I am the only employee with the last name of Adams out of the nearly 700 souls who work there, and I'm one of just five men in the whole place with that first name. So why use both? Is she trying my surname on for size? Is she trying to hint at me that she likes the idea of John and Patty Adams? Patty is something of a jokester; when I watch her bosomy self go trotting by my station, she'll turn toward me and hold up an imaginary telescope and look at me through it as she goes by. With my nearly nine years of seniority, it's a well known fact that I'm a girlwatcher. One time she playfully kicked imaginary dirt onto my shoes like a baseball player who was pissed off about an umpire's call. I trotted after her with the intention of plucking her hairnet off her head, but she darted a look over her shoulder, saw me coming and accelerated into a jog. I got her back later, though --- Patty was standing at the drinking fountain and reading something posted on the bulletin board. I came up behind her, pulled her hairnet down and tucked the front edge under her Romanesque nose. She took a playful swipe at me but I had already departed. "I'm gonna get you for that, John Adams!" she called after me.
Heh-heh! Bring it on, sweet cheeks!
So what do you think? Is this an adult version of a fourth grade crush happening here?
Cheers.
www.johnwadamsjr.com
6:02 AM
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