Monday, December 19, 2011

I swear to GOD this shit only happens to me

First! The foster group got an email from Sammy and Deli's new parents - They are both doing fine and are busy exploring their new home - they've even made friends with the family's golden retriever. Way to go, kids! Also, send kind thoughts to Romeo and Mouse, who are going to the vet today to have their *ahem* snip-snip done. Sorry, guys, but trust me - it's for the best.

Now, on with the story.

I had to run downtown the other day to pick up some papers from a client. I go into his office suite and explain my purpose to the receptionist, who goes and gets the client's secretary, who comes out with the paperwork. I turn around, start back through the offices, and hear someone call out, "Hey Rocky!*"

It's a woman who I SWEAR I had never seen before in my life.

"How have you been?!" she asks.

"ummmm, great!" I reply. "How have YOU been?", frantically searching my brain because oh my God who IS this woman?

"Oh, I've been good," she says, "Are you coming to the Christmas party?"

(long pause)

"Gee, I don't know!", I say. Is it someone new from the foster group? A neighbor's kid? Someone I used to know from someone else's office who is now working for this client? Who IS she?

"Oh, you've GOT to come," she says, describing the party.

"Well", I say, "Sounds like I'd better not miss it, then!"

"Okay, see you later!", she says, as I make my exit.

You know, it sounded like kind of a lame party, anyway. Just as well that I won't be there.










*Not my real name.

3 comments:

Cozy in Texas said...

I stopped by your blog today.
Ann

Domestic Kate said...

I'm thinking you need to go to this party. Think of all the weirdos you can meet!

rockygrace said...

Cozy, thanks for stopping by!

And Kate, guess who it turned out to be? My boss's girlfriend's daughter, whom I had met previously exactly ONCE, a year ago. Her memory's a lot better than mine, I'll tell you that.

And the party she was talking about? Is my boss's annual Christmas party, so it turns out I'll be there after all. Hopefully I'll recognize her this time ...