Well, Theresa and I ate with Carolyn ate the Phở Việt restaurant at N. First Street near Trimble Road. It’s near Olive’s Greek Cafe (Middle Eastern and Greek) restaurant, which was surprisingly packed full of people.
All three of us used to work at C!sc- Syst#ms, !nc. I was a “data entry queen” on the 12th floor. Theresa was A/P and Carolyn was stock. Now both do stock as certified personnels. They’re rich with their shiny diamond rings and earrings. I wore mine, too – one on each ring finger. Hahaha!
The two talked mostly about stock conversion, payroll taxes, doing exercise and Yogo, and people, like Lottie M. and her work from hell; while I quickly slurped my small bowl of chicken noodle Pho for $6.35, which Carolyn paid. She’s a hot-shot at work nearby my temp job from hell here. And I learned her cousin is in the entertainment business, sings Vietnamese song with his Vietnamese wife of 15 to 20 years his senior. Damn!
Carolyn said my dear Nazir is going through a divorce. Boy! I want to meet that guy again. He’s my heart, too. I miss him – that Muslim. He is from Pakistan, by the way. How do you think I got the job from W#b#x? We totally clicked when he interviewed me for only a couple of minutes. He was the boss, the manager at that time. Theresa said he looks handsome now. God! I’m melting!
So yeah, good friends and good times. No hang-ups or extra baggages. Theresa paid for our drinks at Starbucks. I got a Chocolate Vivanno™ Smoothies for $3.95. It tastes like ice cream. Yuch. I should just stick to green tea at work. I need to pee now.
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