Golddigger 101

▼
Saturday, June 26, 2010

In which I let myself be talked into several things I should not have let myself be talked into

›
As I write these stories, I am amazed at how dumb I was in my 20s. And 30s. What causes someone to act so self destructively? Was my despera...
3 comments:
Monday, June 21, 2010

In which I have a chance to be Mrs Robinson but no

›
When I was still working for The Man, slaving away in my no-privacy cubicle in the converted warehouse in the part of town where people were...
1 comment:

In which I break up with a guy mostly because he annoys me to death

›
I went out to dinner with some friends and a friend of theirs, whom we shall call Ahmet. Ahmet was not his name, but he was Turkish and he d...
1 comment:
Sunday, June 13, 2010

In which a pilot tries to pick me up but I tell him he's too old for me

›
I got a job in Houston right after college. When I was 22, my job was to travel to Arkansas, New Mexico, and around Texas to promote a produ...
1 comment:
Monday, June 7, 2010

In which I stand up for myself to the guy who grabbed my butt and he gives me a $20 tip

›
It's time for a post where I don't look like a total idiot. One where I am woman hear me roar. So few of those. So many of the other...
3 comments:
Sunday, June 6, 2010

In which I make the mistake for the 2nd time of becoming somewhat involved with a man at work and then realize I am not interested in him

›
Don't get your honey where you get your money. I had learned that lesson when I was 22 and working in Houston. I dated the nicest guy fo...
1 comment:

In which I go to my 20-year high school reunion against my will but then the captain of the football team flirts with me so it is a great time

›
I was seeing Janet the therapist in 2001, which was the year of my 20-year high school reunion. I went to two different high schools: Balboa...
1 comment:

In which I go to a therapist to figure out my Man Problems and solve at least one of them

›
When I was 38, I went through a nasty breakup, if you can even call it a breakup when you and the other person were never even really dating...
3 comments:

In which I get drunk for the first time in my life and neck with my boss's married boss in public

›
Y'all, this story is almost too embarrassing to write. This is even more mortifying than the Affaire Gomez. My consolation is that most ...
4 comments:
Friday, June 4, 2010

In which I make the mistake of talking to my boss about my love life even though it's obvious he is interested in me and then he asks me out

›
After I finished grad school and before the Peace Corps, I did temp work. For one assignment, I was sent to Big Computer Company, which was ...

In which I go on a date with one guy and then he won't leave so I get my knitting and then abandon him to my roommates when a better offer comes along

›
I dated more in college than I remembered. Problem is, I was asked out by guys who didn't interest me and who were not high status. It...
5 comments:
Tuesday, June 1, 2010

In which I take candy from a baby and karma kicks me in the butt

›
I love blueberries. Primo does not. (See: Primo food rules and foods ending in "erry.") You can get them fresh only a few weeks a ...
2 comments:

In which my friend Ilene makes sure my dead grandmother is made up appropriately for heaven

›
Those of you who read my other blog (this is the double-secret-probation blog that only certain people in my life are allowed to know about,...
3 comments:
Monday, May 31, 2010

In which I learn that "I just want to have fun" means different things to different people

›
I lived in Austin for most of my 20s. Austin is a great town. Well, it used to be. In the late '80s and early '90s, it was a great p...
3 comments:
Friday, May 28, 2010

In which I am kind of mean to my cancer-ridden dad - no, just mean - and the shame haunts me still

›
After I returned to the U.S. from my Peace Corps stint, I stayed with my mom and dad in Minnesota for a few months. I was chafing at living ...
2 comments: