Fiery Female, not a Hydrant

Flirtatiousness is not a character trait I feel I possess, rather liberally charming could be more accurate.  Time spent in the service industry has given me a plethora of people experience, knowledge of what attracts and what repels people in general, and the ability to apply that knowledge at will.  Sometimes I attribute attraction to pheromones or having breasts, but other times I give myself the credit when a stranger wants to engage in conversation.  Because, as idealistic as it sounds, emitting a genuine interest in another person is universally attractive.

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Don’t wanna, but I’m gonna

A person’s body contributes its own opinion loud and clear regardless of the owner’s desires.  Stress, work, and overall exhaustion may provide an unbearable hurdle to overcome when trying to enjoy life, but I say suck it up since you might be missing something worthwhile or at least try to get out there a little bit.

By nature I need to know my itinerary for the day whether it’s hour-to-hour or minute-to-minute.  Friends and family can attest, annoyingly attest, to having to give weeks notice if plans are to be made for anything more complicated than randomly being in the same place at the same time.  Having two jobs is a big part of this issue and the majority of the other part is how tired I am from having those two jobs.  Everyday I return to the house around 4:10 and would prefer not to venture out after work unless it is an absolute necessity.  Take a shower, fix my hair, and get ready to go out after a 10-hour day that begins at 6:30 am?  Uh, fugedaboudit.

This is something I am desperately trying to work on to avoid missing out on the moments that may be hard to deal with at first but totally worthwhile when all is said and done.  On that note, I had one of those moments yesterday.  The bar was sufficiently staffed and did not need me to fill an on-call shift, meaning a highly valuable day off.  Any time not working is a very precious commodity used to work on projects, fill out MBA applications, continue the never-ending process of cleaning my room, or do about a bajillion other things not including what I need to do most—rest my tired bones.

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Rain my “Check, please.”

Here is a prime example of why I should avoid imagining myself in awkward situations, if for no other reason than to avoid the possibility of it actually happening.

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