Friday Night | The Habitation of Justice

Broadsided by Beauty

Lincoln Adams | December 5, 2008 @ 10:25 pm

I hate Friday nights when I’m working. My schedule is set up that I have to work by myself till late, so there’s no one around in the office, and the building itself pretty much shuts down except for a few stragglers here and there.

Usually this is the time for me to strip down to my undies and start watching Hulu while chowing down on pizza, or prance around the office to the sound of Loverboy’s “Working for the Weekend,” but over the years it’s gotten to be a pretty depressing time for me. It’s like I’m the only person left in the world, with no one to talk to, and it’s just me getting intimate here with a stack of papers until it was finally and mercifully time to go home.

So imagine my surprise when all of a sudden, while I was playing with my pens and swooning to Survivor’s “High On You,” this gorgeous brown-eyed girl materializes out of nowhere.

“Hi, I was wondering if you had change for a dollar? The soda machine won’t take singles here.”

I looked at her and wondered if she was real. She had long flowing, dark brown hair and had deeply tanned skin, and was dressed up in a classy outfit that would have been fit for weddings and funerals. Her eyes seemed to dance.

“Mmwhhh… maawhhmmmm?” Was all I could manage to get out.

“What?”

“Ah… bahmmywhhhhhw… chhh… chhh… ange? Yeah, um sure, um, let me see…”

I promptly opened up all the drawers at my desk. Oh please, please, please let there be change somewhere, anywhere, please, quarters, nickels, Lord, please, help me help me help me help me…

“Sorry, we usually keep a stash somewhere for the sodas, but I we’re out it tapped, uh tapped it out, uh it’s gone, I mean…”

“Awww, that’s ok, I’ll see if maintenance has anything. Thanks anyway!” She smiled brightly, then left, almost as quickly as she appeared.

I sat there for a minute, trying to unfreeze my brain to say something, ANYTHING besides the typical office banter. You know, something like, “Honey, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, and I would regret it forever if I didn’t ask you right now if you wanted to get together some time, and see if our meeting here hadn’t in fact been arranged by the stars of destiny and true love.”

But nothing came out. I hung my head and went back to turn up the speakers again, where Pandora had been dutifully playing Eric Carmen.

“Allllll byyyyyy myyyyyyseeeeelf, don’t wanna be…”

Tags: banter, brown eyed girl, Friday, friday night, girl, loneliness, pandora, soda, working
Categories: In The Coal Mine, Lincoln's Personal Log

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A Faux Pas at Blockbusters

Lincoln Adams | September 5, 2008 @ 7:40 pm

So I drop by Blockbuster tonight to grab up some DVDs for the weekend, and I’m seeing this cute-as-a-button brunette prancing about the store.

Hmmmmmm… :naughty:

She was finally at the checkout, so I quickly grabbed a DVD and casually got in line behind her.

I looked over her shoulder. “Oooh, Street Kings. Good movie, you’ll like it.”

“Oh yah, I looove Keanu Reeves!”

I grinned, then happened to notice a really big, fatty, fat boy standing next to her, paying for, um, her rental??

“So you’re gonna be watching it with your brother?”

“Oh this is my boyfriend,” she said in a sing-song, cheery voice.

I broke out laughing for a few seconds, then paused. “Seriously?” I looked at him. He seemed to be grating his teeth.

“Oh sure! He’s such a sweetheart too!” She held his arm.

“Wow… WOW. Dude, you must be so loaded. Was that your Corvette I saw parked out there?”

He didn’t say anything, but his face turned purple with…. embarrassment? Rage, maybe? I think it was rage.

Needless to say I quickly excused myself and made like I had forgotten my wallet, or something.

Ahhhh Friday nights. Gotta love it.

Tags: blockbuster, boyfriend, cute girl, dvds, faux pas, friday night
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One of those weeks

Lincoln Adams | February 2, 2007 @ 7:45 pm

The week is finally drawing to a close, and I’m stuck here at work for a few more hours with no one to talk to, and no one to chat with on my instant messaging list. Evidently the rest of the world had already made plans for Friday night that didn’t include me.

What a week too. From problems at work to struggling with my acid reflux problem, I’ve seen better days for sure. January was largely a crappy month, and so far 2007 is shaping up to be yet another crappy ass year. I’m fighting to change that though, but some days I feel like I’m not making any headway.

It always seems to be this time of week where my depression suddenly descends over me like a dark cloud, and I feel the full weight of the world on my shoulders. I guess I can understand why though, because of my work schedule I’m usually working Friday nights by myself at the office, so while everyone has an early jump on their weekend, I’m pretty much left here all by my lonesome.

It is then that a deep melancholy settles in when I realize I won’t be getting any calls from any good friends, nor will there be any surprise drop-ins from a loved one just to keep me company. I am a forgotten man.

How did it get to this point? I blame it largely on my health, which has deteriorated over the years because I’m not man enough to deal with my stress the right way. Sure, I’ve had some hard times in the past, even awful times. But I’ve only prolonged my misery by not rolling with the punches. I just let myself be beaten down by life, and it’s a miracle that I would still have some willpower left over to get up off the mat and try again.

But this time I fear I may already be down for the count. This acid reflux issue has me thinking I’ll never be healthy again, not without risking major surgery, and it’s completely draining my resolve. Only God can pull me out of the abyss, and it remains to be seen whether I’ve exhausted all of His grace to no longer be worthy of His aid, or whether His mercy will save me yet again.

I’m tired. I want to go home and sleep, sleep until I can dream those dreams where my life had taken a completely different path than the one it’s on now. A life where where I learn how to make good friends and keep them. A life where I finally meet my soulmate and better half. A life where I can and do make a difference. Such dreams are lovely, dark and deep…

…but I have miles to go before I can sleep.

Tags: abyss, acid reflux, better days, dark cloud, depression, friday night, good friends, headway, ins, melancholy, miracle, misery, resolve, rest of the world, willpower
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