I work night shift doing data entry type crap work for a bank.
In recent months i've been chatting it up with an older woman who sits just a few cubicals away from me. My guess is she's in her late 30's - she refuses tell me the age, but i'm guess 37 or 38. Recently we've been taking our breaks and lunches at the same time....hanging out more in general. Me doing most of the talking; and her laughing at everything I say.
Anyways, so over the last couple weeks she's been telling me about her two kids she loves...and also her husband who says she fights with all the time, and says he spends more time with his friends playing poker.
As we'd gotten 'tighter' in recent weeks, I was seriously starting to think I gotta shot at nailing this cougar friend of mine, with rather large, fine breasts. I was also getting the feeling that she was looking to take a run at young, fresh blood.
So Friday morning, I give her a ride home, and she asks me if she could come check out my apartment before I drop her off. Or should I say 'cum' check it out. At this point, I knew it was 'party time'.
So we get back to my place and the wild cougar friend of mine litterly pounces all over me for 15 minutes of crazy sex before I finally blew my load. I held off as long as I could but this woman was fucking wild...like she hasnt had sex for a freakin year.
I feel bad for her kids, but not for her husband who hasnt been paying any attention to her.
I'm hoping it doesnt get 'weird' at work this week.
I've seen every episode of Fresh Prince about 8 times, so I consider myself emotional attached to the Banks family. I still get choked up every time I watch the final episode, can't hold in my emotions. I watched it over the weekend and had tears streaming down my cheeks once again when Uncle Phil told Will he was proud of him, and call him his son before they had a good hug to close out the series. What a great show.
Can anyone else admit to crying during a final episode of a series?
My uncle has been a garbage man for 18 years. Making the daily rounds picking up trash from your driveway.
Best part is: He loves his job!
I've been thinking a lot about what I want to do with my life lately (still haven't figured it out) and wondering what it would be like to have a crappy job like that and still be happy.
You make shitty money, and smell like shit at the end of every day.
But he's happy. How could that be.
Do you guys look down on people who work jobs like this? garbage men, cashiers, dunkin donuts supervisors, Denny's managers, etc Do you think you're better than they are?
Any of you guys in this forum work a dead end, low paying job like this? Just curious. There must be several of you in this situation. Is it by choice? Are you happy?
We spend so much time trying to better ourselves in the world, but what if you can find happiness mowing lawns?
I stop by my moms place every couple of weeks for a quick visit - nothing more than a beer and small talk for a couple hours or so.
This is where it gets a bit awkward.
Every time I leave her place, moms gives me a peck on the cheek and hands me a $20. Yes, it's true. Kinda feels like she's still giving me an allowance after 25 years. LOL
Should I tell her to fuckoff and stop giving me her hard earned money?
Or should I just continue to smile, take the crisp bill, and blow it myself?
Or is this just a normal thing for mom to do? Am I the only one in here that has a moms doing this?
I always feel a little guilty for taking money from her when I visit, but it's almost like it makes her feel good to give me something when I walk out the door.
New Kids on the Block are coming to home Boston for a live concert on Sept 26th.
My new girl just bought us tickets - i'm jacked to go.
Gonna be hilarious seeing bad boy Donny waving the hand side to side once again at the front of the stage singing Hangin Tough.
Gotta give our boys some respect for making it bigtime.