I am now drawing disability and not working at all. This has been the case since late September 2011 and it is now late June of 2012.
The management at that God-awful grocer I was working for had drastically cut my hours and even demoted me, so I quit without warning. It wasn’t worth burning the gasoline to come to work and as I’ve stated before the work environment was ultra toxic.
My wife has decided to pursue some higher education. I believe this is fruitless and pointless and just a year later, I will be vindicated in this belief.
So, while my wife attends school, I find things to occupy my time.
Payday is just a few short days away, so I am looking to see what I can purchase at an electronics dealer.
I walk in and am greeted by a very beautiful and sweet young lady. Her body is somewhere between thick and curvy. She has long blonde hair the face of a China doll.
We begin to talk and pretty soon, it is as if we have known each other forever.
While I am twenty-five-and-a-half, I find out that she is twenty-two.
It is quite rare that a young lady shares an interest in electronics like I do, but she certainly does.
I tell her about my other hobbies and she seems impressed.
I don’t think she is truly impressed, I think she has a crush on me, but what do I know.
I do know this: my wife and her family resent all of my hobbies, as I mentioned before.
To tell the truth, I also have a crush on her, but I know how I must needs to honor my marriage, if not for the love of my spouse, then for the love and fear of my God.
We continue talking, about our families and my disability. Even after telling her all this, she still seems very sweet and understanding. I’m catching even more feelings for her, but I force myself to suppress them. Finally, I see a Weather Radio which is on clearance. I remember reading extensively about this particular model and am disappointed to see it being discontinued.
I ask if she can reserve it for me so I can purchase it when I get paid.
She explains how she is not supposed to do such a thing, but will do so anyway because she thinks I am nice.
I then happen to glance at my watch and realize I have other errands to run and how I also need an escape route to keep me from committing adultery, so I bid her farewell, then leave the store.
Days later when I get paid, I drive back to the electronics store, and there she is behind the counter, with her sweet and beautiful self.
I tell her how I’ve come to purchase my weather radio and I thank her for going above and beyond.
She hands it to me, then I pay with my debit card. The transaction is processed, then approved.
She briefly flirts with me. Her voice is so soothing, much unlike my wife’s.
I then leave the store, with my Weather Radio, because I have other business that needs to be tended to and groceries that need to be made.
I don’t think I will ever forget her, though. Quite possibly she could inspire some characters and situations in the stories I create.
She is the kind of person my in-laws would automatically hate because she’s pretty, sweet, and classy.
To have credit with them, one must have either ruined his or her life or be in some other unfortunate situation.
I only have a little credit with them, because of my disability, but they still cannot stand the fact that I like to write and I have other wholesome hobbies.
After all our business is tended to, my wife and I head home. I try out my new Weather Radio and think of the wonderful young lady who sold it to me. My house makes noises per the changes of pressure and temperature. I think a storm is approaching My new Weather Radio confirms this thought.