Well, for the most part my life has
been quiet. No police involved! Woohoo! (Unless you count the one in court, but
I don't.) I don't really have much to say, just a few short thingamabobs.
Interviewed for a different place earlier today. Answering phones. Not really sure what else is involved in that...but it's 10 hour shifts 4 days a week. All fine and dandy, yes? Er...kinda...it's second shift so I wouldn't get off until 2am. As nice as it sounds, finding a daycare at that hour...then getting my kid to school by 9am. Eesh. She's looking to see if first shift is available though, so fingers crossed. (Just want a different job so they don't say I am screwing the boss at my current work..>.>)
Now for something funny!
As I have mentioned before, Tank invited me to a charity ball/event/party of a lifetime. It's formal wear (black and white actually) so I have to find a dress for it. I already found some kick ass heels on sale that I grabbed up. (Most likely fall flat on my face in them.) Sooo just have to find a dress. I had about zero idea where to find a formal black dress (I refuse to wear white, no reason to look like I am getting married) until my mom suggested a bridal store. >.>
Probably did the biggest no no in history of bridal stores and brought Tank with me. Woops...oh well.
We were greeted by a short Asian lady. Looks at me and says, "When wedding?"
"Oh...no, we're not getting married," I said back.
She looks to Tank and said, "You no marry her? Get ring, propose! Marry her and make her babies!" And then she walked away.
Lady's granddaughter ended up coming down to help us, but Tank quickly left the store and went to the bar down the road to wait. I explained later to the older lady and granddaughter that we were going to a charity thing and that I just needed a black dress. Asian lady just kept muttering "you make pretty bride, come here when you marry."
I ended up finding a dress. Now practicing walking around in the shoes without falling on my face. Might be a comedy event with me there though.
--<3 Karebear

No need to rush it, but that's actually not a bad idea... Tank seems awesome and after a year or two if no hidden flaws have appeared, lock him down!
Posted by: The Last Archimedean | Tuesday, September 25, 2012 at 01:27 AM
Pssssht, whatever about screwing the boss. Now it's a Family Business!
Also: LOL
Posted by: Nomnom | Tuesday, September 25, 2012 at 05:33 AM
I'm sure you're coworkers are aware that while you came to work with them under some special circumstances that happened to spark something, you're still a hard worker and a valued member of the group. As long as you're not taking 2 hour lunch breaks and doing things in Tank's office that require closed doors they know that you're not just there to sleep with the boss.
As for the shoes, make sure you take them out on the asphalt and do a chicken dance or two to scuff them up really well on the bottom. No, really people, that's how you get that non-slip grip on a dress heel.
Posted by: Framer-Fatal | Tuesday, September 25, 2012 at 06:08 AM
Good tip, Framer-Fatal!
Posted by: pennyslut<33 | Tuesday, September 25, 2012 at 09:02 AM
It's funny how many Asian business owners love to perpetuate the stereotype of pushy sales people. Anyway, I'm sure you look good in your dress for your event. If you want a little flaw coverage, SPANX is the way the go and I always believe that cute accessories make the outfit. Have fun on your night out!
Posted by: Queer Geek | Tuesday, September 25, 2012 at 09:13 AM
Best thing you can do with those shoes is wear them when you do housework. The warmth of your feet and the movement will stretch them out, and you'll get used to walking in them. It's how I broke in my tall boots! Framer's tip is great, too. Those things are always slicker than hell.
Posted by: Damn Yankee | Tuesday, September 25, 2012 at 12:50 PM
Besides getting a little traction on the heels, you need to know how to walk in them. Please trust me - the heel should hit the ground first, then the toes. This actually increases your stability. Remember to take shorter strides as well. Good luck!
Posted by: Sachimi | Tuesday, September 25, 2012 at 02:56 PM
Nothing quite as awkward as being verbally lambasted to get married when your still in a new relationship.
Posted by: Skittles | Wednesday, September 26, 2012 at 01:43 AM
LOL! Words of encouragement from a bridal shop. Who knew!
I've only worn high heels once and that was to my wedding and that was for about 3 hours and I never wore them again. Bad knees since I was 12 prevented me from ever learning. Another thing you can do is get those adhesive stair treads that look like sandpaper. As log as no one is looking at the bottoms of your shoes (please stay vertical!) no one will ever know.
Posted by: Humor_Me | Wednesday, September 26, 2012 at 02:18 AM
I agree with the above high-heel-wearing tips, and will add another. If you expect the parking lot to be wet, it's possible to take a tube of Marine Boat Glue or Shoe-Goo (they're the same product, just labeled differently and in different stores,) and carefully apply a few little stripes to a pair of freshly sole-scuffed high heels. (A nail file works great for the scuffing, in my experience.) You could also do little dots, little zig-zags, whatever strikes you as a nice pattern, just not too thick, and don't forget a little dab on the heel. Let the glue dry overnight and the result is a rubberized, sneaker-like tread, invisible from above, but so critical when you're going from your car to the ballroom on a wet evening.
It's an old beauty-pageant/modeling trick from the Seventies and Eighties, when Lucite floors as slick as glass were in style and ladies had to wear heels across these abominations without leaving scratches or falling down and popping out of their swimsuits. My mom and some of her old friends from the glory days used to play basketball in their shoe-goo'd heels, simply because they could. (And yes, that's how the old Easy Spirit commercial with the ladies in pumps playing basketball was done.) I remember when my high-school chorus went to heels and after Mom saw the less costume-savvy among us limping around rehearsal and trying not to fall, she broke out the Marine Boat Glue, fixed everybody's shoes and taught us some choreography that looked good on risers. Our chorus director was thrilled and we wound up going to State. Happy times.
Also, while I'm a big fan of long engagements and getting to know a person well, in the long run, I do agree with the Asian lady. Tank sounds like a perfect gentleman and you seem like a good couple. Best of luck!
Posted by: kuroneko4276 | Wednesday, September 26, 2012 at 06:29 AM