Million Dollar Cheques, 20-Something Twinkies, and Coded Text Messages
31 Jul
A jumble of thoughts from the mind of a workaholic:
- Once the novelty of running around town with million-dollar cheques in your purse wears off, it just becomes exhausting.
- In this day and age, why do we even have to deposit these cheques manually? I mean, have these people never heard of wire transfers?
- Yesterday, LawyerMan drove me to two banks so I could deposit two cheques before the close of the business day. He’s too important to deposit cheques himself but apparently not too important to be my personal chauffeur.
- A client asked me out for lunch the other day. I’m not sure what the office policy on dating clients is.
- In any case, I don’t think I’m old enough to be dating divorcees. Unless he wants me to be his 20-something twinkie in the city1.
- Ever since MFL returned from Hong Kong/Singapore, we have been in constant contact. Yesterday, he texted me in the middle of the workday to remind me to go the bathroom2. Not exactly a Dear Diary moment (woops, is that what this is?), but he must have been thinking about me, worrying about my retardedly busy workday enough to send a text message to remind me to slow down (At least, that is the typical female analysis of this situation. Boys, insights?).
- MFL and I are seeing a movie tonight. Just the two of us. Is this a date?
- LawyerMan just spent 30 minutes with me explaining how to electronically register real estate titles. That’s more time spent with him than all the minutes and seconds I’ve seen him in this whole month combined.
- Even though I bitch about how retardedly busy I am at work, I actually kind of love it. I love that for eight (sometimes more) hours of the day, I think about nothing other than the (overflowing) tasks at hand. I love that I am kept so busy I can even forget to go to the washroom or eat. I love that I have a reason to stay late even if I don’t get paid for it. I love that I work harder at this job than anything I’ve ever done before, because this validation (that I might actually love my job) will help me get through law school. And I love that I am really, really good at my job.
- Friends reference. [↩]
- Despite his reminder, I didn’t have a washroom break until 4pm, as I’ve already mentioned. [↩]
Being satisfied with your job is so very important. I’m glad you’ve got that going for you, even during the stressful times!
Oh the last point made me so happy! That’s the whole point of life, finding something you like to do and do it! Also, MFL’s text was cute.
Yay!
Yeah, wasn’t it? It was made even more cute by the fact that he’s REALLY not a spontaneous kind of guy.
Wow, only you and your hard work could turn that mess into something you enjoy and that’s good for you! That is so admirable!! And MFL, well…it SOUNDS like a date to me. (But I guess at this time you’ve already been on it…can’t wait to hear how it turned out!)
It pretty much was a date. Which is why alarm bells started going off in my head and hence the need for me to have a “talk” with him.
amen to that, sister. <– i can’t really say stuff like that, but there isn’t really much else to say except that it’s very good that your life seems to all be in a happy order! exclamation points ftw!
Yeah, that last point made me really happy to read too.
And it’s totally a date. Eeee!
1) Realize how lucky you are to have A) have a job and B) love it.
2) Don’t date divorcees. Unless they were arrange married in India at the age of 6. Then it’s probably okay.
My mom is trying to arrange a marriage with me. At this day and age! Seriously. That woman. Crazy.
I wish I had a job now!!!
Working hard may be exhausting, but I can only imagine it is really worthwhile for your ego!
It is when you can be good at it! Hehe.
Ah, I’m glad that despite the delayed bathroom breaks and crazy amount of cheques, that you really do enjoy your job :) That’s the most important thing, methinks!
And yes, I think that’s a date haha. Hope it went well :)
I’m even more grateful for being kept busy now because then it means that for at least 8 hours of the day, I won’t be thinking about other things (like my love life, which is apparently in shambles). Haha.
I’m a workaholic but hey, depositing your own check gives you a sense of accomplishment, no?
Um i dont think its a date unless he dresses up and you/he asked on it. ..-shrugs-
They weren’t my cheques, God no! Lol, if I had million-dollar cheques of my own, I think I’d feel accomplished for other reasons :P
Yep, he asked me on it, but when it comes to him, nothing is black and white.
MFL definetely likes you! period. I always believe that women perceive through all the five senses equally, whereas for men its predominantly sight. That explains why men rely more on “visual cues” (a rather nerdy word for beauty) in women… as for the insight on MFL reminding you about the break. My folks have a live in nanny who shares the bathroom of our house with me (we have major “cold wars” over the “territorial rights”). She once told me about her anxiety in reading the “twilight” series. A month later when going through my library I suddenly happen to see the book and remember her and brought the book for her. In my case its just a case of genuinely caring about her well being coupled with a good memory!
dont read too much into the details…look at the big picture when it comes to men :)
Haha, thanks Krishtiano. I don’t know if MFL does like me or not, or maybe he does and doesn’t really know it. Either way, it’s over now.
your welcome SG…now that you’ve taken a decision, lets see how much conviction you have in keeping to it…I just hope the best for you…