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Of Blondes and Headbutts...Part I [Locked] |
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hehe your awake pod, quit moving and POST 
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And the children of Solclaim fled the iron fist of Eldreth, of Vault Network, and they had naught to eat but cold pizza and flat Pepsi, for they were in haste and were also forced to leave their stars behind.
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Date Posted:
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Part XIX - Killing Time
We pulled into the potholed parking lot of Thunderbird Roller Rink. My truck didn't have 4-wheel drive, so it was difficult to navigate through the 2-feet deep gouges in the asphalt, but I braved the perils and arrived at the front door, which proudly bore a sign announcing Open Skate time from 7:30 - 9:30.
7:04 pm, and my watch was never wrong.
26 minutes early. The expression for what we needed to do is "kill some time." I had a feeling foul play would find its way into this evening somehow! I just assumed that Emily was really a serial killer and was going to garrote me with some tanned horse sinew at the end of the evening or something.
So what to do?
"Hmm, it doesn't open for another half hour. Should we just wait here?"
NOOOOOOOOOO!!! Sitting in a parking lot with nobody else around was like drawing a "Go To Jail" card. Do not pass go, do not collect $200. Or my class ring, which was still on her finger, and which I was constantly scheming to recover at this point.
But wait! What's that? Could it be? YES! Temporary salvation! If there's one thing I had going for me as a scrawny hypermetabolic runner, it's that it took me less than 20 minutes to turn a 16 ounce 7-Up (bleh) into a raging urge to visit the little boys room!
"Hmm, you know what, I think I need to stop by a restroom actually. Let's head over to Target real quick."
Just as "Parking" is a "Go to Jail" card, so is going to the restroom a "Get Out of Jail Free" card. Either the man or the woman may exercise the Right of Nature during the course of a date, but returning again to social norms, if one should exceed the conventions of frequency, it is fully permissible for the significant other to say "Are you all right?" in a concerned tone, "SOMEBODY had a few too many shots of happy juice!" in a joking tone, or "I'm not going to get gonorrhea from you, am I?" in an accusing tone.
Therefore, it was very important that I judiciously spend my Restroom Credits this evening. And the prospect of 26 straight minutes alone with Emily definitely called for drastic measures.
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Date Posted:
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Now I can go to sleep. I hope to awake to a few more chapters to read before I go back to work.
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Date Posted:
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heya Talai, you're hooked too huh  ? |
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WHY DON'T I SEE MORE STORY!?!??
NEED MORE STORY! LESS AC! MORE STORY!
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You posted a chapter over 2 hours ago! We need more!
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Very much so... unfortunately I only have 10 minutes to wait for the next installment... then most of the day before I am back online...
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE GIVE US MORE!!
*smiles*
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Part XX - A Brief Respite
"Ahhhhhhhhhh...."
*zip*
Normally it doesn't take me 13 minutes to clear out dinner, but tonight it would, by golly. I even washed my hands twice AND with soap!
I emerged warily from the men's room. Emily was nowhere in sight; she must have gone off to check out their sinew-curing products. I began formulating a plot. Perhaps I could walk out to the car, then walk back into the store, then walk around the store, and maintain that sequence in a stealthy enough manner to effectively burn away precious minutes until Emily resorted to paging me. Yes, it just might...
"Excuse me, where are the light bulbs like this one?"
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"Umm, over in housewares, down that aisle and to your left."
"Thank you."
"np"
"Hi, do you guys have a pharmacy in this store."
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"Umm, yes, it's up near the front of the store, on the left side of the entrance."
"Thank you."
"np"
I looked down at what I was wearing. Khaki pants and a blue button-up shirt. Didn't Target employees wear khakis and a RED shirt? With a NAMETAG that said TARGET on it? But hey, that's no reason not to help.
Unfortunately, this philanthropical delay proved the demise of my master plan of evasion, as it occupied me in one place long enough for Emily to find me as she came out of the shoe section. [No kidding.]
"Looks like it's about time, shall we go?"
I wondered if I should take up smoking so I could have that last cigarette before the firing squad.
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Date Posted:
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You're an evil, evil man.
Post more !!!
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