25 November 2008

On the Road Again

I'm a terrible person, starting up a new Blahg and then not posting new material for what has seemed like an eternity! I must apologize to all of my readers because it will most likely happen again. You see, I have so many excuses; I don't know where to begin. Holly said I should start with the whole "giant wave and the killer whale" story, but I have to be sensitive to the sensitivity of my peeps (all of you). There is the sea turtle and cellophane incident, but you just wouldn't believe me! So, I decided to give you a brief glance into my past five days:

Holly is my sweetheart and she brings out the best in me; like eating lots of ice cream. We went on a date to our favorite ice cream place, Mumbles, and had their delectable lychee, mango tart, cake batter and berry tart frozen awesomeness! This wonderful wonderland is in Riverside on University Avenue and I definitely recommend it! Anyways, I get excited when uttering anything about Mumbles, which used to be called Swirl, which I liked way better and then some poopoo head had to ruin it. On the way home we stumbled into the ever-so-famous conversation about what we want out of life, blahg blahg blahg... Now, I may have mentioned something about wanting some change, ...feeling comfortable which I believe is a sign that change is coming... blahg blahg blahg. Then one-and-a-half days later came. Inevitable, I know!

Now, if you haven't already read Holly's post about her Green Love Affair, you need to navigate to a far more worthwhile blog than this one: jandhmoore.blogspot.com. I will wait here. No rush. Oh, but come back because I would like to finish my story.

OK!, thanks for coming back! So, sad story, huh? Well, now it's my turn to add salt and vinegar chip crumbs to the gaping flesh-wound. I sent an instant message to my direct supervisor at work stating my family emergency, to which he acknowledged and approved. I drove out to rescue my damsel in distress and also took Grandma Cosby out to lunch for being so close and helping us out in our situation. Thanks again Grandma! It was a poopy day already but El Cholos, a Mexican food joint off of Whittier Blvd in Whittier, tends to sooth the soul as well as make my tummy smile. As I was tooth-picking the left-over Chicken Chimichunga remnants from my teeth I got a phone call from work. "Have I caught you at a bad time?" the General Manager asked, as he normally did as a routine in his phone calls as a courtesy. The endorphinic tingle from the spicy Mexican food made me say, "not at the moment." With an evil burst of laughter, the GM spoke into the receiver "Well said!!! Bwahahahaha!!!"

I turned to Holly who I had just barely sat down next to. I was tempted to turn down the volume on my cell phone because, aside from the evil burst of laughter, I somehow knew that the next few sentences coming through my earpiece would not console the tender ears of my temporarily fragile wife.

"Sorry...changes...employment...termination...blahg, blahg, blahg...effective Monday" had yet to be voiced but Holly had already started to pace my grandmother's patio. I looked over at the dart board that my grandmother had installed on her patio wall just high enough to keep out of reach of small children, but no where near high enough to keep out of reach of a largely upset adult who was losing his job. The darts left punctured randomly across the board from a previous attempt to hit the bulls eye were taken into a dark make-believe fantasy land where they were being hurled at my boss who spun round and round on a giant ungreased and squeaking dart board. Oh, and a drunken, underpaid and overweight BoBo at my assistance. When I ended the phone call I realized that Holly was rubbing my back, I was chuckling, and there were four darts empaling the stucco --within yards!-- of the manufacturer's intended target.

I thought of the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day book that I found so amusing as a kid and thought, "Alexander. Top that you stupid make-believe loser!" Yeah, we went our seperate ways.

I have to say that that day was a great day!!!

3 comments:

Holly Moore said...

Oh my goodness, you are soo strange! You crack me up, Seriously Alexander, you've been served! (= Oh man, here's to making the best of a very bad day.

DavidyAshley Bowen said...

boy oh boy! what a day! well! Hope the change is good.

Colleen said...

Jarom, you write very well. Great blog, lousy experience. But it may all turn out to be providencial and a blessing for you.