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Okay, my day has proceeded to get weirder and weirder.

I did normal stuff. Posted chapter 21 of “Shikon no Go,” mused over title for unnamed fic that is ready to start being published, started preparing the elecTriCity calendar so I can spend time Tuesday working on Progress...

Then lunch hit.

I grabbed Subway with the co-worker I bought my washer and dryer from and while we were there, I was mistakened for his wife. Fume... Okay, first of all, he’s 39 and had two kids. I’m old enough to be his DAUGHTER for pete’s sake!

So we bring lunch back to the paper and are having a nice conversation about said dryer when he casually drops in that he might buy it back from me - after all, he’s looking into getting a divorce. Oh, and he had an affair too last year.

Oro....definitely not lunchtime conversation. Why is he telling me this? I thought. Okay, there’s a group of us at work who’ve become pretty good friends. The older members of the group - my editor, this reporter and the opinions editor - regularly impart their wisdom down to the young folk like me. It’s not like I’m going to go blab this all over the newspaper office or anything like that.

Then he proceeds to inform me his wife thinks he has a crush on me.

EHHHH???

Ew! No! No! No! No! NO!!!! OMG, I am way too young for this guy. I’m not even INTERESTED! He’s MARRIED for pete’s sake! I’m not that type of woman! This was waaaay too much information. Unfortunately, I’d finished my lunch by then so now it’s sitting like a massive lump in my stomach.

And no, he really doesn’t have a crush on me. His wife’s being suspicious because he had that affair. Well, I can see why....

So then I get back to my desk. Those of you who have read chapter 20 of “Shikon no Go” and also recall my earlier LJ entry regarding my cats and their love for straws know of the story of Lil’Bit going after my straw. I turned that into a column and it was posted in last Thursday’s paper.

When I checked my e-mail I found this reply:

Hi, I just want to comment on your column last week (Jan 8, 2004). You must be part of the “new look” for the Bristol paper, I don’t recall you being featured, not sure why I happened to read this particular one, but wish I had not. I am sick to my stomach, thinking about someone living in a house with filthy, nasty cats. How can anyone stoop so low? They have a terrible odor about them, the odor gets on your clothes, not to mention the hair they shed all over your furniture and gets into your food. No doubt, you can’t understand why people don’t want to come visit or don’t want to participate in “covered dish” affairs with the likes of you. Do you not realize that people have allergic reactions to cats and do you not realize that you carry the hair and etc off the cats on your clothing? Oh, I know, you are like all the other “cat people”, you don’t care. I have a stupid neighbor that has a bunch of cats, they dig in my flower beds, walk on my car, kill the pretty birds and squirrels, but do you think the owners care? The animal control people won’t do anything about cats, so what are you supposed to do??

You must be educated, to hold a job as a writer for the paper, get real, clean up, get rid of those filthy cats. Your co-workers won’t tell you, they are trying to be nice. Have some concern for your fellow human beings, don’t subject them to the “odor” and “cat hair”. Cats and dogs were not created to live in the house with “normal” human beings. If you have a husband and kids, my heart goes out to them.


Somehow, I get the feeling that the honeymoon phase of my time here in Bristol is officially over.
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