Your Day

Trollheart · 08-25-2017, 06:58 AM

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Originally Posted by The Batlord

For most of the post I thought you were talking about a courthouse and was kind of confused.

Me too. When the post begins "Went to a new court" I see mindfulness in his only suit, nervous and sweating...

djchameleon · 08-25-2017, 07:19 AM

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Originally Posted by The Batlord

For most of the post I thought you were talking about a courthouse and was kind of confused.

I thought the same thing but didn't hear about a traffic ticket or anything but once I saw that little picture thing. It clicked that it was the b-ball court.

FUnderwood · 08-25-2017, 12:11 PM

I think I will write about my day yesterday because it was rather exciting. I am an Admissions Coordinator at a school for adults. I enroll people quite often and have been doing so for a long time. I have never ever ever had an experience like I had yesterday. So I am awaiting my last appointment of the day, finally he (or is it a she?) get's here. I bring he (she?) back to my office and I am starting the enrollment process "they" inform me "they" are a female going through the transition to be a male, and they would like to referred to as male. OK, i'm cool with that, no big deal. So we start the process and one minute later, he asks me for my trash can and I am thinking "Oh you need to throw something away" NO HE THREW UP twice into my trash can. I have an office and I had the door closed, naturally, I am gagging and praying I will not puke also because after all he has my trash can so...... Anyway, we move past that (he does not offer to take the trash out or anything). Well after that he starts talking and talking and talking, some would say like an individual on methamphetamines. Being an addict in recovery, I can spot this stuff a mile away. So the rest of the enrollment is him talking and talking and talking and me trying to hurry this process A. because of throw up and B. blabbering drug addicts get annoying and C. its time to go home. At the tail end of this conversation (when I am mentioning bringing drugs and/or alcohol into the school will result in immediate expulsion) he tells me I do not have to worry about that because he is in recovery and going to the methadone clinic every morning. OK GREAT personally for me, methadone and recovery are never in the same sentence unless of course "methadone was not a good way to start my recovery." I can't say anything at this point, just listen nod... whatever. So the nodding out is starting and I am obliged to tell this person it is time to wrap this up and we can finish next week. Then I went home and didn't get laid. Thank GOD it's ****ING Friday.

Trollheart · 08-25-2017, 01:23 PM

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Originally Posted by FUnderwood

I think I will write about my day yesterday because it was rather exciting. I am an Admissions Coordinator at a school for adults. I enroll people quite often and have been doing so for a long time. I have never ever ever had an experience like I had yesterday. So I am awaiting my last appointment of the day, finally he (or is it a she?) get's here. I bring he (she?) back to my office and I am starting the enrollment process "they" inform me "they" are a female going through the transition to be a male, and they would like to referred to as male. OK, i'm cool with that, no big deal. So we start the process and one minute later, he asks me for my trash can and I am thinking "Oh you need to throw something away" NO HE THREW UP twice into my trash can. I have an office and I had the door closed, naturally, I am gagging and praying I will not puke also because after all he has my trash can so...... Anyway, we move past that (he does not offer to take the trash out or anything). Well after that he starts talking and talking and talking, some would say like an individual on methamphetamines. Being an addict in recovery, I can spot this stuff a mile away. So the rest of the enrollment is him talking and talking and talking and me trying to hurry this process A. because of throw up and B. blabbering drug addicts get annoying and C. its time to go home. At the tail end of this conversation (when I am mentioning bringing drugs and/or alcohol into the school will result in immediate expulsion) he tells me I do not have to worry about that because he is in recovery and going to the methadone clinic every morning. OK GREAT personally for me, methadone and recovery are never in the same sentence unless of course "methadone was not a good way to start my recovery." I can't say anything at this point, just listen nod... whatever. So the nodding out is starting and I am obliged to tell this person it is time to wrap this up and we can finish next week. Then I went home and didn't get laid. Thank GOD it's ****ING Friday.

Cool username!

FUnderwood · 08-25-2017, 02:26 PM

Thank you... LOVE him

The Batlord · 08-25-2017, 02:31 PM

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Originally Posted by FUnderwood

I think I will write about my day yesterday because it was rather exciting. I am an Admissions Coordinator at a school for adults. I enroll people quite often and have been doing so for a long time. I have never ever ever had an experience like I had yesterday. So I am awaiting my last appointment of the day, finally he (or is it a she?) get's here. I bring he (she?) back to my office and I am starting the enrollment process "they" inform me "they" are a female going through the transition to be a male, and they would like to referred to as male. OK, i'm cool with that, no big deal. So we start the process and one minute later, he asks me for my trash can and I am thinking "Oh you need to throw something away" NO HE THREW UP twice into my trash can. I have an office and I had the door closed, naturally, I am gagging and praying I will not puke also because after all he has my trash can so...... Anyway, we move past that (he does not offer to take the trash out or anything). Well after that he starts talking and talking and talking, some would say like an individual on methamphetamines. Being an addict in recovery, I can spot this stuff a mile away. So the rest of the enrollment is him talking and talking and talking and me trying to hurry this process A. because of throw up and B. blabbering drug addicts get annoying and C. its time to go home. At the tail end of this conversation (when I am mentioning bringing drugs and/or alcohol into the school will result in immediate expulsion) he tells me I do not have to worry about that because he is in recovery and going to the methadone clinic every morning. OK GREAT personally for me, methadone and recovery are never in the same sentence unless of course "methadone was not a good way to start my recovery." I can't say anything at this point, just listen nod... whatever. So the nodding out is starting and I am obliged to tell this person it is time to wrap this up and we can finish next week. Then I went home and didn't get laid. Thank GOD it's ****ING Friday.

If I knew you better I'd post a TL;DR gif like an *******, but as you're a newbie I'll just say that some paragraph breaks would make that much less of a daunting wall of text.

Trollheart · 08-25-2017, 02:36 PM

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Originally Posted by FUnderwood

Thank you... LOVE him

Just getting into season three now. Great show, and this is from someone who saw and loved the original.

The Batlord · 08-25-2017, 02:39 PM

Damn it. Got off work at 4pm and gotta go to bed no later than midnight to be back by 6am. Now I gotta fit a day's drinking into 7 hours and probably be hella hungover on a busy-as-**** day of the week.

Trollheart · 08-25-2017, 02:42 PM

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Originally Posted by The Batlord

Damn it. Got off work at 4pm and gotta go to bed no later than midnight to be back by 6am. Now I gotta fit a day's drinking into 8 and probably be hella hungover on a busy-as-**** day of the week.

Ah, truly 'tis said: Work is the curse of the drinking classes!

The Batlord · 08-25-2017, 02:44 PM

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Originally Posted by Trollheart

Ah, truly 'tis said: Work is the curse of the drinking classes!

Luckily my motivation to drink makes up for my lack in most other endeavors.

08-25-2017, 12:11 PM	#45673 (permalink)
FUnderwood Groupie Join Date: Aug 2017 Posts: 11	I think I will write about my day yesterday because it was rather exciting. I am an Admissions Coordinator at a school for adults. I enroll people quite often and have been doing so for a long time. I have never ever ever had an experience like I had yesterday. So I am awaiting my last appointment of the day, finally he (or is it a she?) get's here. I bring he (she?) back to my office and I am starting the enrollment process "they" inform me "they" are a female going through the transition to be a male, and they would like to referred to as male. OK, i'm cool with that, no big deal. So we start the process and one minute later, he asks me for my trash can and I am thinking "Oh you need to throw something away" NO HE THREW UP twice into my trash can. I have an office and I had the door closed, naturally, I am gagging and praying I will not puke also because after all he has my trash can so...... Anyway, we move past that (he does not offer to take the trash out or anything). Well after that he starts talking and talking and talking, some would say like an individual on methamphetamines. Being an addict in recovery, I can spot this stuff a mile away. So the rest of the enrollment is him talking and talking and talking and me trying to hurry this process A. because of throw up and B. blabbering drug addicts get annoying and C. its time to go home. At the tail end of this conversation (when I am mentioning bringing drugs and/or alcohol into the school will result in immediate expulsion) he tells me I do not have to worry about that because he is in recovery and going to the methadone clinic every morning. OK GREAT personally for me, methadone and recovery are never in the same sentence unless of course "methadone was not a good way to start my recovery." I can't say anything at this point, just listen nod... whatever. So the nodding out is starting and I am obliged to tell this person it is time to wrap this up and we can finish next week. Then I went home and didn't get laid. Thank GOD it's ****ING Friday.

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