Chauntecleer of the Pricking Cock

So I rented a couple of tiny lockers at a local storage facility today. The middle-aged lady who was preparing my contract was very friendly; we engaged in light conversation of trivial matters. While I enjoyed talking with her at first, I became weary of her laughter: she giggled the entire time that I was talking with her!

After I finished signing the contract, I asked if I could buy some padlocks for my lockers. She actually gave me the locks for free! Well, that was nice of her, I thought. It's always nice to get free stuff.

But the next thing that she said definitely freaked me out. This is a married, middle-aged woman, after all. She told me:

"Why don't you come back and look me up? I'll give you all the discounts that you'd ever want."

WTF!

I was definitely taken aback. Perhaps I'm wrong in interpreting things, but it kind of seemed as though she was coming on to me.

What's up with middle aged women hitting on guys twenty or more years their younger? This isn't the first time that this has happened to me.

For the record, I'm not a fan of men dating women with such an age difference, either.

But age is irrelevant. This woman is married! Ewwwww!

Men are told that "real men don't cry."

And as a man, I don't cry often; it's been at least over a year since I last cried.

But yet, I cried today. Nobody knows this but me. And now, the blogosphere also knows it.

I'll just say that someone that I care about has forever left my life today. A, wherever you end up in life, I will miss you. It's too bad that I could never tell you that.

Labels: Life's Pitfalls

Well, I've taken my prerequisite courses in English, so now it's time to take the GRE and apply for graduate programs. I have a lot of work to do; I need to research these programs big time!

And I need to write and revise my manuscripts.

I'm also going to being looking for a full time job. I won't be going to grad school until the fall of 2008, so I might as well work. I'm moving out of my parent's house by the end of the summer. I have to. It's time for me to take responsibility for myself.

And, importantly, I need to start getting out there and meeting people. I'm woefully unskilled at socializing!