Friday, 29 August 2014

Random Encounters of the Amusing Kind

I'm sitting cross-legged on my bed, chillaxin' engrossed in another consciousness youtube clip.

Ding! My phone signals a text.

I see a number. No name. Hmm, not in my contact list.

RT  Random Texter
CJ  Cuppa Joy me

RT    Hi what are you doing tonight    want to go to a country bar!!

Clearly a wrong number text. The imp in me surfaces. I shall have fun with this.

CJ    Sorry I don't do country
RT    What your missing out    fun   music   ok next time

I decide perhaps I should figure out if I do actually know this person.

CJ    Who are you going with?
Feeling smug, clever. Sherlock-like.

RT    Well everyone is backing out so don't think i am going  :(

Argh! Foiled. I'm being toyed with. I persist.

CJ    Now I feel bad. Where is this fun band playing?
RT    At Dukes   new country bar   opening tonight on discovery downtown

I change strategies. I'm gonna throw out information and see how Random Texter replies. Brilliant!

CJ    On Well I'm out. No funds. And no babysitter for Alex (bill went to the hockey game) Thanks tho

None of this is true. Except I did hear on the radio coming home from work that there was a hockey game at the local arena that night. I chose the name Alex being rather generic - girl, boy, dog*
* judgement-free observation we all know people who will pass on social occasions that require them leaving the family friend home alone 

RT    Ok next time
Checkmate. You win Random Texter! But I must have the last word.
CJ    For sure ;)


A week goes by. I've relayed this story to a few and keep reminding myself to sit down and blog about it. Hey I think. Let's keep the game going. I text.

CJ    Hey how was the country bar? Did u go? What up tonight?
RT   No i didn't get to go !! at jacks for a B-Day party. Going to the blues bash tomorrow with Janelle


wtf. Ah geez. I do know this person. Crap.

RT   What are you and Pam doin tomorrow  u should come down   its free!!

Busted. A long time friend she is. We will share a loud raucous laugh when we see each other again. Ha ha. How blonde am I?

CJ    She's going to van  Was thinking of Jessie's but not sure  See what weather does
RT   Ok we are going downtown around 12 if you want to join us
CJ    I'll keep it in mind
RT   K

Why am I the jerk again?

APS  Another Pleiadian Starseed
CJ  Cuppa Joy me

I'm at this magnificent outdoor summer party. Live Band. Lights colouring the surrounding forest. Pure sound. Love.

I'm groovin. I'm swayin. I am the music. I am the vibration. I am drunk.

This gal appears beside me. She's groovin too. In the energy of the night we dance. We start chattin. I feel like she's zoomed in on me ... and not in a sexual possible lesbian way ... just a chick thing
As the conversation continues to unfold - complete with her commenting on our physical similarities - most notably our hair, I can't take it anymore, I must ask.

CJ    When's your birthday?
APS  April 22   I'm all about the 22
CJ     F-off
I say it in a most loving, joyful, inebriated, hippy kind of way. I show her the many places 22 is woven in a couple of my tatts.
CJ    Me too

We hug, we dance more. Off she goes ...

Wednesday, 6 August 2014

Spontaneity or lack thereof

I have the long weekend off. The sun's been a blazin'. The only commitment I have is a fabulous 14 year old daughter. I have friends camping lakeside 2 hours away. We decide to go.

TNB  The New Boss
CJ  Cuppa Joy me

It's Thursday when I approach The New Boss.
CJ  Okay if I leave early tomorrow?
We discuss the operational situation.
TNB  Sure. Send me an email tomorrow to remind me.
I like his request - that's how I operate - have a trail for reference 'cause, dang, I just don't remember stuff anymore.
Hey TNB,
As discussed I’ll be heading out at 2 pm (using the time I had ‘on the books'). Spending the weekend lakeside on friend’s property – I’ll definitely be killing a few brains cells but I don’t use the full capacity anyway… haha

I know people in that area so be good!

Tuesday morning. Still basking in the memories created with those goofy bastards I've known most of my life.

Please make sure you always make note of your TIL (time in lieu) in the stationary calendar & in the future plan it out a few days in advance so that I can make sure we don’t have any unforeseen staffing shortages.


What's with that? I feel like I'm in trouble. And he spelled stationery wrong! Sheesh.

This is the reply I formulate though don't have the vaj to send it, so I'll do it publicly instead ...
Dear TNB
I am in receipt of your email outlining expectation for future scenarios. I want to assure you that I like to plan ahead. I've always been very good at planning. And gosh darn, my role at work is referenced to as a Planner. I planned my first ski trip when I was only 17. I arranged the coach, printed tickets, pre-purchased group lift passes, and spent the day skiing completely inebriated (hey that's what the aforementioned goofy bastards and I did back then). On one of these trips my best friend broke her leg. We were across the border so she had to endure an 8 hour journey home to proper medical care. That we hadn't planned for.

Which brings me to a key question which has arisen as a result of your email. I'm all for planning. As outlined above I really really enjoy it. But there's this whole other world of spontaneity. I actually enjoy this area even more than planning! Countless times throughout my earthwalk opportunities have presented themselves and if it weren't for the lil minkey* in my mind I wouldn't have taken some impressive leaps. Does your email represent your view on spontaneity?

I'm open to the possibility that a reptilian-driven member of our organization directed you to send such a limiting formality. Cause up til now I've been of the impression you were an out-of-the-box kind of guy. 
Regards, Planner #2

*minkey = hybrid of minx and monkey