I've been texting with a woman, whom I met on okcupid.com. We haven't met in person, yet, but she's super cool. She totally understands me and relates. Im happy to have a texting buddy because I prefer to be home alone. Unless the nephew's over. I've been missing him, sorely, since spring break is over and he's back, at his dad's, in routine. Also, I put most of my attention and passion into work. Lately, its not been reciprocated. Therefore,chatting with this woman is a safe haven, or saving grace. Whatever. 😉 On Wednesday, work had its monthly meeting. The boss mentioned; if anyone is feeling uncomfortable, sad, anxious, defeated etc, to come to him, as soon as it starts. Dont bottle it up. After the meeting, I had a private discussion with him about 2 managers bad attitudes. Seemed like he was siding with them. He shouldn't side with anyone, exclusively. We're a team. We're a family. So, whatever. I never feel better after talking about my problems. I DO bottle everything up because no one can handle confrontation. I need my job so, deuces. I had the rest of the day off. So that was good. Thursday, was another day off. Spent the evening with my boy, running errands and visiting our friend, Dave. Dave is a father figure and grandfather figure to us. It was an unbelievably hot, muggy day, for early April. That was the only bad part. Good news! I bought a Sandra Lee cookbook!! 😋 Im still cooking out of the comfort foods cookbook. I dont have much of a sweet tooth. The recipe, for 5 minute bread pudding, looked too good to pass up. It was toasted cinnamon raisin bread, cut up, in warmed sweetened condensed milk & brandy. I burned the toast, so I will make this again soon 😊. My boy never stays with me on school nights. Dad's stupid orders! So, he stays, with my mom, on Thursday nights. After I dropped him off, I went home to cook. This dish is called Chicken, Chorizo and Tortilla "stoup". Im guessing the word stoup is a combo of soup and stew, considering this is a chunky soup. I went to 2 grocery stores, looking for chorizo. No go. How is that possible? Then I remembered, there's a Mexican store, down the street. Ta-da! Homemade chorizo! That was my first visit there. That store is pretty rad. Actually. I spent the evening, texting my friend and cooking. We were up til after 2am! Time flies when you're having fun!! The soup was pretty good. Very filling. I went, just a tad, overboard with the tobasco. The soup contained potatoes and kidney beans, which really filled the belly. It had more familiar and comforting ingredients like tomatoes and onions. I put onions in everything 😊. I woke up Friday, regretting staying up late. Fridays are always weird, at work. When I first noticed that, I mentioned it to a coworker. She laughed and said everyone's been saying that, for years. They even have a Friday night theme song, "stuck in the middle with you". Gerry Rafferty was a highly underrated musician. Like van Morrison or Henry Nilsson. Anyway, I'm rushing around, getting my lunch in the fridge, getting my apron and name tag, and listening to a coworker repeatedly say my name. Im pissed at this point. I left my apron in my car. Im 8 minutes late, clocking in. What the hell is HR doing here?!?!?!! Finally, I'm ready to work. The warehouse manager quietly tells me... Our boss is no longer an employee. What the fuck, man?! 😠😭. the place was quiet all day and night. It felt like a death in the family. The assistant manager now has to step up and fill his shoes. She's like the mom of the place. I saw her cry. That broke my heart even more. I dont ever want to see my mamas cry!! Many of the employees cried on and off, during the day. After work, i text the boss, saying how sad sad and shocked we all are and we're on his side. He text me, the next day, thanking me for the support and hard work and he said he misses us. The boss and I had bonded majorly over music. So he thanked me for being his "music bud". I think I heard my heart shatter. What made the experience even weirder, a coworker, who rarely talks to me, totally reached out to me. That felt good. Now I have a crush on her.
