Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else

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If You Pull On a String Long Enough, Sometimes It Might Even Untangle Only For You To Realize You Preferred it Knotted

HM, Stan, and I approached our Boss' office, and with the biggest smile I could have mustered, I ask if he wants something from the coffee joint. Although I have a never-ending smile glued to my face, the Boss wondered out loud why I am beaming especially special this morning.
HM was happy to provide an explanation.
"Well, she was reliving her Swimming lesson from last weekend. She discussed how she groped her instructor in hopes that his floatation device would keep her from drowning. It was that kind of lesson."
I turn bright red and the Boss laughs and laughs and laughs: "Oh, so that's why you were so excited when you got back from the class…"

I was packing my gym clothes when Dr. A = the Boss asks if I'm going to practice swimming.
Nay, I say. Tomorrow, I shall, I add.
Is it because of the complications you had with your instructor?
Complications? I laugh. That was NO complication!

In other news, I realized today how dumb I am. I made it clear (in my head only) that I would like to have some "private" swimming classes with my swimming instructor and that I will try to flirt my floating body off to get that. What I didn't realize is that my instructor beat me to it… he already asked me to meet him alone. I just… missed it.

He gave us homework assignment: practice. He told the other two that they should come whenever and whichever pool they choose, but pulling me aside, he told me something slightly different: "THIS is the pool you should come to, on THOSE days, and at THOSE hours." I smiled, said sure. Today I was bored of not doing work, so I checked it all out. He didn't just pick those places and hours from underneath the shorts that I pulled on, those were the exact times and locations at which he would be there…. Just swimming… for himself… for fun… by himself…. Hmm, I guess I am off to a private instructions tomorrow then.

In other news, as I worry about my lack of ability in not drowning, a string of robberies have been occurring in my neighborhood. It worries me only because I never carry any valuables (besides an ID, I have not even a quarter) but also because I tend to be a smart ass in such situations. I have problems with authority, or robbers with guns; while I should most likely be all compliant and bow to their guns, I state with all seriousness that I got nothing, then I insult, and whip out a phone calling cops.
So far, thankfully, the suspects caused no injuries to the victims; I fear that if by chance we meet, I will break that cycle.

1:35 a.m. - October 01, 2009

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