Just had an epiphany.
Well, maybe not that earth-shaking.
Watching "Officer and a Gentleman".
Dreamy Richard Gere before he turned into a nut job.
The character Zack Mayo totally reminds me of Hot Stud.
Tormented by some inner demons. Always keeping people at arms length. Not wanting to get close. Going out of his way for others.

If only I was Debra Winger.

;)

I was introduced to a man (professionally) two months ago - via email - that someone thought might be able to refer business to me. We've spoken on the phone numerous times. He's made some introductions for me and I've done some for him.

We were supposed to get together for lunch about a month ago, but he had to cancel b/c of a client emergency. He's been getting really friendly. Texting me at 9pm. Calling me on weekends.

He keeps saying he finds me fascinating. An enigma.

(Whatever)

He mentioned that he couldn't find a single picture of me online.
(I know. That's intentional.)
He's made comments of how much older he is (mathematically from my LinkedIn college grad dates). I think he's 8 years older.
Sort of freaking me out. But it's somewhat flattering as well.

He calls me on speakerphone with his business partner. Very chatty. Felt like he was putting me on show for him.
He called/texted me several times last week to see how I was doing.

I guess if I didn't feel some sort of flirtation between us, then it would bother me more.

 

Had my post-op appt. He said things are looking really good - that staying off it the past week really helped. I'm to start Physical Therapy in a week. See him in a follow up appt in a month.

 Stopped off at the grocery store afterwards to pick up some fruit. Enjoyed the motorized cart. It cornered really well but was slow.

Don't feel like I overdid it but I'm hurtin' now. Camped back on the couch.

Holding off on pain meds though. Hot Stud called to say he's coming by. He wants to 'fix stuff' and work on my yard. I told him I'd rather him just come by and visit.

Him showing up... I give it a 30% likelihood. If I take the time to change into something remotely cute or fix my hair, he won't show. If I don't, he will. That's how it works.

Disclaimer...
Drugged out of my ever-loving mind at the moment.

Stopped pain meds yesterday. Caught up on emails, client calls, etc. Had a roundtable lunch - one client picked me up and another dropped me back home since I can't drive.  That was my first 'excursion' since the surgery. I'm supposed to be staying off my hip - I just used my crutches...

Got home and the pain started creeping in.
Took care of some additional work but was scaling back since I was feeling, for lack of a better word, residual druggedness.

Ice wasn't working, so I broke out the pain meds.
Doctor called again - he has the perfect talent of calling when I am not by my phone. I see him on Thursday... I have only gotten a recap from the nurse.

Then my coworker that has had the drinking problem, etc texted me. She's breaking up with the guy she's been dating for a couple of months. I haven't met him - but he seemed nice and a good guy for her from all I've heard. I think she's just so used to chaos/drama/guys treating her like crap - that she finds a stable relationship 'boring'.

She said she decided to end it b/c she found 'porn' on his computer. I asked if it was gay/underage/animals or something odd. She said no. She just thinks it's 'creepy'.

Okay, I don't know ANY straight sexually-stable man that hasn't peeked at porn from time to time. I'd be more concerned if he didn't have any - make me think he's hiding it. Or has something to hide.

Anyhoo, told her I was drugged but she went on and on about it. Told her exactly what I thought - that she had been involved with some crappy guys and stuck with them a lot longer despite 'bigger shit'.

I told her that she might want to take a relationship vacation for a bit - since she's literally gone from one to another for at least 8 months. Next guy that comes along and BAM! she's in love again. She said she would take a break - i replied "more than three days?" She told me to shut up.

I bet she'll be in the sack with someone else within a week.

I survived the surgery. Camped out on the sofa with an ice pack. Dr. told my friend that brought me home that the cartilage in my hip was 'shredded' and was a lot worse than he had expected but he fixed it. Was in minimal pain last night. Only took advil. Woke up in no pain - the iv spot was more sore than anything else. Got up to make some b'fast. Was careful to do very little but the pain kicked in.

Ow.

Took the pain meds - Didudal or something like that. Not helping. Pretty day outside. So I put on the bikini, greased up with spf and hung out in the sun for a few hours. (Staying off leg in sun rather than on sofa)

Smelled really antisceptic/mediciney... Took shower. Felt so much better.

Took more pain meds. They don't make me feel really drugged. Bored. People calling to check in. Coming to visit requires me to get up to go to the door and back to the door to lock it. So unless they have a key (hot stud + my guy friend that takes care of my kitties), not interested in being disturbed.

 
That's it. Have a nice day.

Morning meeting Wednesday. The team was telling the boss what we needed from him. Since he's come on board, our sales have continued to slide. (Granted we are in a recession...) He's created a less than fun environment. He's not available. I make an appt to talk to him after the meeting yesterday - I have not had a sit-down with him since I came back from leave on April 1. So after the meeting, he is heading out to go on an appt with another team member.

I said "I thought we had an appt?"
He said "We'll meet afterwards."
I told him I had three appts back to back and then my pre-op appt with my doctor.
He said to "Come back afterwards"
I told him it was a late afternoon appt - deliberately scheduled that way b/c it would take a long time.
I knew I wasn't going to drive back after the dr's appt which lasted until 6pm.

10:15, me leaving office to go to my first appt of the day.
On the phone with another prospective client, discussing the proposal we have out.
The boss calls.
Me still on phone.
Boss calls again.
And again.
And texts me saying "You always get my texts, get back with me immediately."
Two more calls from him.
(SERIOUSLY?)

I get off the phone with the rather large deal with a home builder I'm closing. I'm at my 10:30 appt.
I call him.
He says he needs to know where my appt is because he's going to come and 'close it' for me.
I explained I had already 'closed it' - I was picking up the paperwork.
He said he was on the side of the road waiting to come to my appt.
He said where he was (it would take 25 minutes to get there). I told him that I was walking into the appt now.
I got the signed paperwork as I knew I would.

Call him later about a question. He wants to go into details while I'm driving - I told him that it was better to talk face to face because I'm focusing on driving/gps. 

I get that he wants to help - but I've given up on him. Even when I'm 'in his office', he takes calls and lets other people interrupt us. Ditto when we are on a sales call. Can you imagine? Answering your phone when you're making a presentation? Not cool. Ever. I do not ask a lot of him - I do what I'm asked to do regarding metrics of performance, etc. He is new to town, refuses to get a gps and expects us to give him directions from wherever he is. I suck at directions. I've told him - Don't ask me for directions - anywhere. I've printed out directions to the appts he has appeared on - he still refuses to use them. REFUSES. Calls and asks if he needs to turn east or west somewhere. (I have NO clue.)

Each appt he's appeared on, the client has said to not bring him back in the office. I got the deals later - despite him. He's just a much different personality/energy that comes off indifferent.

Funny thing is, I sent him an email with the time-off request for surgery Friday/Monday three weeks ago. He has yet to mention it. No clue if he's even seen it.

so after all the drama over the weekend from the radio guys... The offender/kiltboy and I spoke briefly on Sunday. He was a lot chiller. Said he was "done" with that station. (He seems to think it's a vast conspiracy that they won't hire him. Not that he may be a f'ing nutcase.)

After his behavior on Saturday and the absolutely insane voice mails he left - I was done with him. I was merely trying to get him to keep his mouth shut about the other guy potentially leaving the station.

Late yesterday, I got a text from him asking if there was any word from former non-roomie.

Silly me thought he might have been concerned about the status of my friendship with him - that whole guilt/conscience thing.
I hadn't talked to the former non-roomie about it - but even if I had, I sure as hell wasn't going to be disclosing it to him! I replied that former non-roomie & I aren't really talking. (He's still on the air, that's all I know but kiltboy isn't up by 10am to hear former non-roomie on-air.)

I get yet ANOTHER ranting voice mail from kiltboy. He's still focusing on why the station won't hire him and is convinced the non-roomie is instrumental in it.

I put a fork in things. Emailed him that I knew nothing about the situation and if I did, I wouldn't tell him since he's already a stellar bastion of keeping confidence. That I wanted NOTHING to do with the drama. And I asked him to never contact me again.

Ever.

Diva has several friends in the radio biz.
"B" is the former ex-roomie. He was rather successful in Dallas and since coming back to Atlanta, is back on a morning show.

"C" is 'kiltboy' who has had a less than stellar record in radio. Fired from 1 station after another in Atlanta. It's a wonder anyone will hire him. In the past six months, he's been fired twice - once for hitting a coworker. Then another for getting very confrontational to the point someone felt they were about to be hit. Additionally, he's gotten in numerous fights in bars, etc. "C" is smart but he's got serious anger issues. He could deal with stuff with his mind/verbally, but he's gotta resort to fists. I feel sorry for "C" - he's done a lot of this to himself.

"C" has been doing various little gigs to keep himself afloat. I knew that "B" wasn't intending on staying onair in Atlanta for long - he has higher ambitions and has been expecting another offer in the near future.

"C" could have gotten "B's" gig if he had gotten off his ass and gotten his hat into the ring before "B" got to town (if they would have hired him).

So when I mentioned recently to "C" that "B" was working at the station. He flipped out. I told him to chill. I had a feeling there'd be an opening sooner rather than later there and I'd give him the headsup. I told him in confidence what "B's" situation was - and to be patient.

Instead, "C" calls "B's" boss saying that he head "B" is leaving and he wants the job.

"B" texts me this morning, telling me that it was supposed to be a secret. I was the only one other than his family taht knew.

Me Livid. I call "C" at 10:30 am and wake his hungover ass up. Asked him if he betrayed my confidence. He said yes and then started trying to wiggle his way out of it. NO excuse would work. Hung up on him.

He then starts blaming "B" - saying that "B" is badmouthing him and is the reason why no one in Atlanta will hire him. ("C" has never met "B" who would NEVER say anything bad about anyone.) Then "C" starts saying stuff about me.

I wouldn't take his calls so I got all this via text. I told him that he needed to keep his mouth shut about the confidential info.

Needless to say, the situation sucks. "B" is in a predicament at work. Fortunately b/c of "C's" track record, people don't give him the time of day. I am interacting with "C" only for the purpose of getting him to chill and encourage him to drop the fight. I told him to chill out. I would talk to him tomorrow afternoon - hopefully he'll have some time to cool down and rethink things. Really really disappointed in him and how this has impacted my integrity.

"C" is 5'5. "B" is 6'5 and calm as a cuke.

I was referred to a guy that could potentially refer me more business. We've talked several times. He lives nearby - which is odd that we haven't gotten together for lunch. He's friendly.

But I think he's been getting a little TOO friendly. This all became sort of blaringly obvious yesterday.

He said to me "Do you realize you have NO photos of you on the web, at all?"
(Yes, yes I do. That's very deliberate.)
I thought it was rather odd that he would say that.

Then we were talking a little more and he makes a reference to how old I am.
(What does this matter with a business relationship?)
I asked how he made that assumption - he said from my LinkedIn profile. (College grad year...)
I said that wasn't completely accurate as I double-majored (to which he immediately responded with the college I graduated from.)

I'm kinda freaked out by that. I know that I'm outgoing and I think that sometimes the friendliness can be misconstrued... However, he's not contacting me after business hours - so at least we're keeping it somewhat under the context of professionalism. But he did want to meet me for drinks...

I was at Walmart yesterday picking up some meds. Noticed they had voluminous amounts of ballet flats for $7/pr. Since I am burning them when I can be back in heels, I didn't want to spend a bunch on them.

Found out that I will be on very restricted walking (like with a walker) for a week.
A week?
A walker?

Seriously?

I am going to totally have to bling it out. Wonder if I can get spinners for my wheels?

I did send my boss the official time off notice on Monday. He hasn't even acknowledged it.
Am I surprised?
Nope.

Back from the beach. Had a nice long weekend. Nothing but reading, sunning and listening to music. Played in the waves although my top wasn't rated for big waves. Opps!

Saw a daschund surfing. Seriously. I guess b/c their center of gravity is so low, it's a good fit. Only problem is that dog wasn't a good swimmer. I think swimming is somewhat important when it comes to surfing.

Drive home sucked tremendously. Usually takes 5 hours. I left at 3:30 - gps said I should be home by 8:45. Hit three major traffic incidents - one I was going no more than 7mph for 80 minutes. I got home after 10:30. And our state navigator system said there were NO incidents.  Bullpucky!

Then the boss went on an hour long rambling rant (short of a tirade that made Palin's speech concise). I really wanted to throw up. A client texted me about meeting - so I sent a quick note  back to him that I'd be back with him a few. So that led to him going on another rant about how we text during meetings to each other. And he knows we do it. (If he had a meeting that was informative and remotely engaging, maybe we wouldn't be tempted to text or do something else.)

Still haven't shopped for flat shoes. Sigh.