Girl Cravings, A Bad Influence.

 

See what the girls at work got me addicted too. They’re a bad influence on me. They always talk about their cravings. Potato Chips comes up a lot, especially Pringles. They had a sale on them at the grocery and I succumbed to the potato chip seduction. It’s not my fault-it’s the girls at work. They’re taking me to the dark side.

About half way through work one of the girls inevitably has to voice her food craving. They get very specific about it, sushi, and where to get it on what night at what place is the best. They say, I want this with this, and this and this on it. “Ooooooooohhhhhhh” is the sound effect that comes along with with, and the word “yummy”.  They get really excited over this food thing, like it will make their whole evening. But they  do this because they haven’t had anything to eat all day. Anyway ,I joined in and bought some Pringles. I told the one girl at work not to talk to me about her food cravings anymore, because she’s making me fat and I can’t fit into my skinny jeans.  They chuckle, roll their eyes. After all it’s making them smile that’s the most fun.

P.S. I already ate the salt and vinegar ones. Don’t tell.

Calling Back. Things I’ve Learned Working With Women.

The more she talked to the other girls at work about her boyfriend not calling, the faster her words tumbled out upon each other in clips of three and four. He was in New York and they talked earlier in the day. He said, “I’ll call ya later.”  That was this morning. Her hands began to accompany her run on sentences. Another girl told her to breath, another said, just bring it down. This was the first time her boyfriend had been away for more than a couple of days. After the girls got her to take a breath, I finally asked the question that seemed fitting and harmless. “You talked to him this morning, what’s the big deal?”

Two of the girls gave me a disappointed look.

“I mean, he said he’d call you later, he could call you tonight, tomorrow, or in a couple of days. No big deal.”

“Daniel, you don’t get it,” one of them said.

“Then explain it to me?”

“Call ya later means within two hours.”

“Really?” Was the only thing I could think of two say.

“Yes, really, they’re not dating, they’re boyfriend and girlfriend. So yes, really.”

I wasn’t going to disagree, after all I had asked the question. Call back within two hours to be the good boy or not to be the bad boy. You seem to get more of a response, when you’re the bad boy.  I have to remember this. They had calmed her down, and all of us had to get back to work.