Interrupted

My Life Thus Far
2007-05-10 03:33:13 (UTC)

Suggestive Questioning

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I called in sick to work again today. Mainly because Annie
had the second portion of her highly capable testing at
4:30pm, which meant I would have had to leave right in the
middle of my shift, so it was just easier to call out.
But, after calling out 2 days out of the week (and
requesting yesterday off, then not needing it off), I
started getting paranoid that someone would see me and
blow my cover. I'm ready to go back to work. Besides, I
like my job. I miss my bright pink store!

Kiki had therapy this morning, which went really well. Her
therapist told me she said "pig", "horse" and "flower"
today in class, which is a HUGE improvement because she
never says anything in class. Now when she says Kiki said
those words, she means she made a sound that somewhat
resembles them. Kiki has very few properly pronounced
words, but at this point any attempt at speech is
applauded. She can say at least 10 words properly, but
only when she feels like it and mostly with me. She needs
to have, bare minimum a 50 word vocabulary and be using
short sentences by her age, so hopefully she gets caught
up by age 3 and doesn't need anymore speech therapy.
That's the goal. I think we're making good progress,
considering she only started speech therapy in February.

After that, Gen and I met up for coffee, then walked
around Old Navy for awhile. I bought a pair of flowered
(black and white bold print) gaucho pants that I intend to
wear to work, even though they were in the intimates
section. They just look like gauchos to me. I also bought
a pair of flip-flops because I decided to get my nails
done and I was wearing my Nike's.

Gen went off to work and I went to Golden Nails, which is
tucked away in the Ross plaza, away from the mall and
anyone who might recognize me and know that I'm skipping
out on work. For the first time ever in my life, I got a
pedicure done by a man. It was strange and weirdly sexual.
It almost felt wrong (like that's EVER stopped me before),
like I shouldn't be doing it. The way he massaged my feet
and legs with lotion, the comment about my cute toes and
the care he put into painting them. It probably had more
to do with the questions he was asking me than anything
else. If I was married, where my husband was at, do I ever
get lonely. Suggestive questioning. He's an older
Vietnamese man that runs the shop with his sister. I'm not
in the LEAST attracted to him, but it's funny knowing he's
attracted to me. All I care about is that he does a good
job on my nails and he's very meticulous with a bottle of
nail polish. No streaks, no mistakes. I picked a color
called Awakenings. It looked like a very pale purple with
gold shimmer in it in the bottle, but on my nails, after
two coats it looks like mauve. I'm not sure how I feel
about it, but it's very work appropriate. Not too flashy
(like a place that lets you wear corsets and bustiers with
slacks cares what color your nails are). Very neutral.
When the sun hits it it still has that gold shimmer, so I
guess I can live with it for a couple weeks.

I'm tired. I'm going to try to get to bed early tonight,
so I can be up bright and early tomorrow. I want to get to
work on time (with time to spare even). It wouldn't look
good to be late to an opening shift after not being there
all week. I work 9-5:30 tomorrow and Friday, so I'll make
up some of my lost hours. Kinda. Not that I really care.
Ciao.




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