Dunder-Mifflin, this is Pam

Today I became what the parents call a working class hero. I can only hope it continues.
I'd rolled over and nearly crushed his dogness, my check of the clock told me it was 6:45. That seemed way earlier than a human should be conscious so I rolled back over (but not over the dog, cuz I'm good like that). The phone rang 5 minutes later.
"eh?" I mumbled.
"This is blah blah from blah. Would you be interested in taking an assignment doing blah today?"
"Eh? Sure." I must've been at least a little awake, I wrote down the details, which I was able to read 20 minutes later when I actually woke up.
My first job in the real world is a laid back affair. I'm there to answer a phone that rings about 5 times a day. Then I transfer the call. Otherwise, I should keep myself busy reading or playing office basketball. Whatever I need to do to pass the time. It's a bit of a dream job. Until I get bored with it in another day.
The phone really only rang about 5 times all day. That would've been hi-LAR-ious. But there's like, an actual good reason for the place I'm working to exist. So I'll be good.
"So, did you work today?"
"Yeh."
"What do you do?"
"I answer the phone. Dunder-Mifflin, this is Pam, can you hold please?"
"Pam?"
"Trust me Ma, it's funny."
"Oh, wait! Ha!"

So, I worked. In the business world. Woo.
On my way home, the phone rang. It was B-I'd been expected his call all day. His timing was good. Since I was out of the business world by the time he rang.
We decided he should meet me at the international house of awesome (AKA my apartment) when he got here and we would proceed to a place that served food.
I decided on Edgefield Bar and Grill. Cuz I wanted a burger.
He called from about 100 yards away. Coupland decided to be a snot and acted the fool. I had no choice but to take Mr. Dog out for a walk. We met the guest as he pulled in, Cope, sensing someone that was not a big dog person took to him immediately. Such a dog, seriously. So predictable.
"Settle, settle dog."
Coupland acted like he'd been poked with a taser, darting from couch to couch.
"You know that'll only rile him."
"He thinks we're playing."
Cope dashed around the living room and then jumped up on the loveseat and curled up against B. "Oh, now we're best friends now?"
"Of course, he is SO happy to be around someone other than me."
His dogness curled up all cute and cuddly on the loveseat. Playa. Fer real. Total forsaker is all he is that dog.
We sat in the living room for a few minutes. Seinfeld was on TV. I watch a lot of Seinfeld, considering I'm not even that into the show. Everything in my life can be related to Seinfeld. How very Gen X of me. I can't even hear that "Time of Your Life" Green Day song without thinking of that damn show.
ANYWAY. I have a very small apartment and after describing the burning water instance of yesterday---and causing amusement. I burnt water. I suck at life. We decided to go out for a burger.
SO-since he doesn't live here B said he'd drive. It's more difficult that way. I had to describe the Porter Rd/Eastland intersection. If yr goingn straight, signal left. Trust me. Everyone loves trying to understand that. Also I got to point out where Todd lives. Always fun.
"You don't know me, but I've been stealing from you for years."
"And I'm just a stalker. Hi!"
We ate dinner at a bar.
Argued about U2 and Billy Joel.
The usual.
I don't get much contact with humans.
Cuz, I'm not too social.
It was fun.
I drank too much.
Only because these days too much is at all.
Dunno exactly why. But I have theories.
I still say that Glass Houses and The Nylon Curtain almost forgives An Innocent Man.
Rescue Me was pretty damn good tonight. I was talking to the TV. But I do that, due to how I'm awesome.
That is all.