Simply Amazing  

rm_Kingcat4U2 65M
1606 posts
5/26/2006 6:21 pm

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5/27/2006 2:30 pm

Simply Amazing


First week back to work after my vacation and I'm already feeling the need for another one! Slammed with work and just feeling brutalized. But I knew that coming back. However it's not without it's benefits.

One of my bosses lost his wife of almost 30 years approximately a year and half ago. She had a lingering disease, and he did the absolute best he could to make her as comfortable as possible in her final days. He's a good guy, no two ways about it.
We all did whatever we could to express our sympathy and show our support and be a comfort to him as he went through the grieving process. I think he's come through it very well, all things considered.

In the last six months, he has discovered a few things about himself. Such as a four bedroom house can be a lonely place when your only companion is a dog. That he has the urge to talk, but has no one at home to share his ideas with or converse about matters important to him. Most importantly, that he misses female companionship. Oh, and he would like to have sex again. And he just seemed to notice that there are a fair about of females in our office.

So he's been talking to just about every one of them. A lot. Been spicing up his conversation with a few double entendres. He's been talking a lot about how big that house is, all four bedrooms.
Lot of beds in that house, just going to waste. "Got concert tickets, anybody want to go?" has almost become his battlecry. "Uh, that's females only, of course". He is now, the concert king.

At first, the women tried to humor him, out of sympathy. "Still grieving, obviously" seemed to be the standard comment. Now, they all try to ignore him, pretend they didn't hear, or rapidly change the topic. So he tries even harder, which has lead to some interesting scenes.

Like the time he thought he would nonchalantly stare at a woman's rear as she leaned over her desk to retrieve something. He was in full stride walking past her workarea. He never saw the chair left accidently in his pathway and did a full sideways somersault landing in a split leg position with attendant crab like motions as he struggled to regain his balance. It was an amazing aerial display that was the topic of conversation for quite some time

However, he topped himself approximately a couple of weeks later. He spied several women, several of the younger ones, engaged in an animate conversation. He immediately dashed over to join the group, some how feeling he had been silently signaled to join in. Apparently the anticipation of joining this small bevy of beauties had him so revved up he could barely contain himself. Upon reaching the group he immediately began to talk excitedly and rapidly, he was so happy to get some attention. So rapidly, that his dentures shot out of mouth and onto the floor. He quickly scooped them up, popped them back in, with a few minor adjustments, and started talking again. Judging from the looks on their faces, they were all very fortunate to have their own teeth, otherwise they would have been retrieving theirs from the floor also.

An embarassing moment? Perhaps. He seemed to shrug it off because shortly thereafter, he brought in an item that he wanted to share with all of us.
His cowboy hat. Yes, his cowboy hat. He seemed to be more proud of that hat than a four year old would be with a stray cat. He walked around the office wearing his mighty ten gallon Stetson making sure that everyone within sight took note of the symbol of American virility. And just on the off hand chance that we weren't mesmerized by the sight of the cowboy hat, he decided to start singing.
"I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride!!" And mesmerized we all were. Absolutely rivited. I would have to say that shortly after he began, all work ceased. Phone conversations were suspended, other phones bleating for attention were completely ignored. All conversation ended. Only the singing pseudo cowboy continued uninterrupted. Until he broke into the third rendition of his song, when some unidentified wag, in a voice loud enough be heard by a fair number of people broke the spell.
"Reminds me of Don Knotts in the "Shakiest Gun in the West".

A titter immeditately swept the office, and our cowboy scurried for the cover of his own private office, where the unidentified assassin could not penetrate. I did not see him for the rest of the day. And now, he is on vacation.

Sometimes, work can be highly entertaining.d

rm_bucfannn 61M/60F
2110 posts
5/27/2006 10:42 am

Being lonely is difficult. Different people deal with it in different ways. Some normal, some way beyond the norm.

This guy is trying WAY too hard. He'll learn soon enough

But, until then, you will have some great fodder for your blog


rm_Kingcat4U2 65M
2799 posts
5/27/2006 2:30 pm

    Quoting rm_bucfannn:
    Being lonely is difficult. Different people deal with it in different ways. Some normal, some way beyond the norm.

    This guy is trying WAY too hard. He'll learn soon enough

    But, until then, you will have some great fodder for your blog
You are so right. Several us have even told him that his behavior is bordering the forbidden zone, that all it takes is one complaint from a woman who feels harassed, but he is cheerfully ignoring us.


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