January 10, 2006

• Aint this pic awesome?

  

  There is a cute guy at work who started about a month and I think he
  might be one of us. At least, I hope he is. He gets off at 5 in the PM
  and I get off at 6. My desk is right in front of the time clock and he
  came by to clock out as he was leaving (he worked a little OT and got
  off about 5:20ish) and I, of course, had to start talking to him since
  it is dead at that time (although, to be honest, I should have been
  doing other things) and managed to keep him there talking to me until I
  left at 6. I tried to drop subtle hints that I was interested, such as
  mentioning that I go to bars on the northside (I don't normally), that
  I was extremely liberal, an atheist and I pinched his ass on the way
  out, so I hope he gets the hint.

  After work, I had an eye doctor appointment at the Lens Crafters. This
  was my first time there since, oh, I don't know, like 8th fucking grade
  or some shit like that. Anywho, I get a pretty big discount for being a
  Blue Cross employee. And I do mean a big discount. Anywho, I walked in
  and the lady behind the counter started to help me. You know the type.
  She is the annoying co-worker that would rat anybody out in a second
  and goes by the book, however she is nice. Or at least, she pretends to
  be nice. When I opened my wallet, she asked if the pictures of my
  nieces were my "precious babies". I quickly replied back "No, bitch,
  they are hideous and its non of your damn business, you fake nice
  whorebag." Or, at least I said something like that. Or maybe it was
  "no, they are my nieces." Either way, I'm sure she got the point. While
  I was up there, a very attractive employee (who I will dream about
  tonight) came up to the counter. He gave me a friendly smile and I just
  sorta looked away. It took my stupid ass a minute to realize that he
  might be gay. Damn, I missed my chance to give a flirty smile right
  back. And he was cute too. Tall, sorta built with blond hair. He
  couldn't be any older then 25. Ohhhhhhhhhh.

  I was told to "browse" the glasses, even though I knew what I wanted.
  After a few minutes, another gay employee came up to me to take me
  through a battery of tests. He was a borderline flammer (he reminded me
  a lot of a guy I used to work with at AAA) but not was not too
  attractive. He was a few years older then me and seemed
  sorta........gaunt. Nice guy though. He seemed to at least pretend to
  laugh at my jokes. He made me look through some thing and blah blah
  blah, is that blurry, blah blah blah do you get excited when I touch
  you here and blah blah blah, hand me a tissue. He also gave me some
  test in which I look in some machine,  down a road at a little
  tiny farm and inside the farm, is a farmer fucking his cousin. Next was
  the test everybody hates, where they blow a spitball into your eye. I
  punched him right afterwards.

  After my tests, I was told to wait for the eye doctor person lady. I
  sat down in an area in which I could see the hot employee so that I
  could send signals that I was interested. Yeah, it didn't work. I guess
  since he worked there, he had to help customers and whatnot. Fucking
  people and their work ethic taking precedent over their sex drive. After
  what seemed like an eternity, the eye lady took me into another room.
  She poked around and prodded in my eyes for a few minutes, reviewing a
  pic of the inside of my eye that the flammer dude had taken. It was
  weird. It looked like a planet. She also dilated my pupils, which at
  the present time, really sucks. This white screen is very bright and
  for the past couple of hours, things have been blurry. Its almost like
  what you see when you are drunk, except you aren't slurring your speech
  or falling over. Ok, so maybe a little falling over, but I do that
  everyday.

  After that, I was sent to wait again for the dilation thing to take
  effect so that she could look at my eyes. Fuck man, my eyes were going
  crazy. Finally, she took at look at my eyes and told me it was all
  good. For some reason, she then gave me a lap dance.

  I was sent back out where I had to wait for another employee to go over
  my glasses and shit. I was hoping that employee would be the hot dude.
  It turned out to be some very nice, yet unattractive, older guy who was
  old enough to be my father. He sold me this and sold me and next thing
  I knew, the bill was getting pretty high. As we spoke, cute guy walked
  passed me. I then made it OBVIOUS I was checking him out. He gave me a
  smile and raised his eye brows. I gave a flirty smile back. Ok, this is
  a good sign and it probably meant that yes, he was gay. I couldn't do
  anything though, as I was with the dad guy and cute guy was with
  another customer. Damnit.

  I told the man that I worked for Blue Cross/ Blue Shield and he set up
  my discount, which, when all said and done, was a BIG discount, but
  holy fuck, it was a lot of money. The before bill was well over $500.
  The after discount brought it "down" to $359. The last time I got
  glasses at my local eye doctor, I got buy one get one free for the
  glasses and total, I think I paid about $225. Fuck, without these
  discounts, its over $500! Wow, fucking wow, Lenscrafters is a fucking
  rip off. And, when it was all said and done, I was there for about 2
  1/2 hours! I always remembered the last time I was there, it seemed to
  take forever and cost a lot of money. Of course, I was a kid then, so I
  had a different concept of time and money..........no, no, its still
  the same, it took a long ass time for them to charge me up the ass.

  Oh, I never did get a chance to talk to the cute guy. Maybe I will when
  I got back there to pick up my glasses in 1-2 weeks. Thats right, I
  said 1-2 weeks for a pair of fucking glasses!!!

  • 10:52 pm
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