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Introduce Me as Your Wife Dammit

Posted on March 10, 2003 by under Life.    

I’ve never ever wanted to be a geek so badly in my entire life!  All of the cool geeks are at SXSW having fun.  I wish that Brian and I could go at least just once.  Sadly, I don’t think that he’ll go for it.  I could play up the film segment of it.  I still don’t think that he’ll go for it.  Maybe if it was Sundance?

[ Don’t bother clicking on it (Sundance link).  Their site is broke for some reason.  The page just keeps twitching and won’t load. /]

So anyway we signed our loan today.  Oh yeah — didn’t you hear?  We had to take out a loan to pay for our new air conditioning unit and furance.  It wasn’t too bad, though.  Fahnestock is doing a special right now where you get the furnace free if you pay for the AC unit and coil and all of the other stuff they charge you for..  Our total $3100.  Normal people would have been able to take that from their savings — not us!  We are so far in debt that we don’t have anything extra to even shoot over to a savings account.  So everytime shit like this happens we have to charge it or get a loan or something, which puts us into even more debt.  It’s a vicious cycle!  At this rate I’ll never be able to have children!

[ Have pity on me and click on the “Make a Donation” button at the left to make a donation to the “help Ching get out of debt so she can start having children” fund.  Every penny will be greatly appreciated.  I promise I won’t spend it on anything foolish like another coatrack — err, Bowflex! /]

After we signed our loan papers at the Intrust Bank loan office downtown, Brian and I walked around the corner to Picadilly Express.  I’d forgotten how inexpensive their food is!  It’s good food, too!  So it’s a really great value!  For the same amount of money that we would normally spend at a fast food joint (about ten bucks) we both got rotisserie chicken and two side dishes (I got mashed potatoes and some kind of chicken noodle casserole — looks yucky but tastes yummy — while Brian got mashed potatoes and corn).

It’s not as good as the rotisserie chicken at Red Rock Canyon Grill (about $25 per person — entree only; salads, starters/appetizers and desserts are a la carte; plus potent potables and gratuity are extra) but it’s definitely ten times better than any kind of chicken that you can get for the price that you pay.

Speaking of paying, here’s the fun part.  Out of the blue the cashier lady just goes “I know you from somewhere,” to Brian  Not “Don’t I know you from somewhere?” mind you, which is the way that the statement is normally presented.  She was pretty freakin’ sure of herself.  Well, kind of — I’m not sure how to describe it really.  She didn’t form her statement in a questioning way which signifies certainty but she didn’t speak it with confidence either which implied some doubt.

Anyway, I didn’t believe her at first.  I thought, “Yeah — whatever.”  She was no where near our age bracket and she looked like a church-going bible-thumper (I’m totally stereotyping her by the way that she looks here — forgive me, I do that from time to time).  There ain’t no way that she’s met Brian before.  Well, not in this lifetime at least.

So naturally when she pulled a rabbit out of her hat, I was both impressed and surprised at the same time.  “Your name is Brian right?”  she persisted.  “That’s right!  How did you know that?”  I asked with my eyes rounder than a billiard ball.  Picture a two year old who has discovered a present with no name on it.  I was totally intrigued.

“I knew it!  I knew that I’d known you from somewhere, she continued.  “I’m Marlissa’s mom.”  Marlissa being an ex-girlfriend of Brian’s from several years ago.

I’d met her (Marlissa, not her mom) before.  Well, seen her at least.  I never got introduced (Brian is just terrible about this sort of stuff).  I think it would have been awkward anyway because it was at a Subway by my old job (yep, another lunchtime run-in) and she was on the other side of the counter.

She and Brian didn’t acknowledge each other at all.  Well, they did in a way..  She made our sandwiches and took our payment after all but you wouldn’t have known that they knew each other before.  Brian didn’t tell me that she was one of his ex-girlfriends until after we had left.

Her mom is definitely way more cordial than she is.  From the limited information and experience that I have had with both of them, I’ve observed that the at-one-time crack-head Marlissa (Brian said that when he was dating Danielle — another one of his ex-girlfriends — Marlissa’s dealer lived a couple of houses down and they’d see her drive by — she actually even stopped once, I guess this was when she had a more pleasant disposition but drugs can do that, turn otherwise disagreeable people friendly) and her mom have very little in common except for their genes (maybe).

As Brian and I were driving back to my work, I asked him why he neglected to introduce (after they had their nice “how have you been” chit-chat) me just out of curiosity.  He goes, “Why?”  His point being that it was totally unnecessary.  She was immaterial — they hadn’t seen each other in five years, probably more, and they’d probably never see each other again.  I had no reply really.  I just get KSP sometimes.  Picture Felix when he feels he’s being ignored.

“I don’t know baby,” I finally replied.  “I just wanted to be introduced as your wife dammit!”

[ Anyway, he knows I’m not being serious.  I just wanted to give him a hard time. /]

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