When I left work last night I was all fired up to have a drink, flirt my ass off, and perhaps make a fool of myself (um maybe not it is a week night of course)….so I went to my secret shop to find some new threads.  Yes, I have a wardrobe full, but my usual hoochie wear is hard to pull off in the winter.  I was in heaven @ my secret shop….why do I call it my secret shop? Because it is full of high fashion clothes that are cheaper than a value meal at Burger King.  I bought 2 pairs of skinny jeans, 2 pairs of work pants, 5 tops, 1 pair of shoes, and a cute little dressy coat….all for $175.  Not bad eh? Anywhoo…..shopping kinda wears me out.  By the time I got home I was feelin pretty tired. 

My co-worker “Dr. Troy” called me and wanted to meet up but I just wasn’t feeling it.  I settled in, made myself a single gal’s dinner and put in a movie….then I get a call from “Dr. Troy” saying that he was driving to the local watering hole and he felt a sharp pain in his side.  He thinks it’s appendicitis or something and can I hurry and get to him asap. I don’t know what he expected me to do…I’m not a Doctor.  Me, being the great person I am, even though I’m about to take my first bite of my dinner..jumps in my car and rushes to his rescue….I’m about 2 min. away and he calls me and says the pain went away and he’s fine and he’s gonna go back to get his “drink on.”  Um thanks buddy!!! He has done this to me before…one time he called me and said he was out and too drunk to drive and I rushed to get him and when I got there he didn’t want to leave.  I mean if someone calls me and says they “need me” I’m gonna be there…that’s just me.  The sad thing is he doesn’t even realize that what he’s done.   He comes into work all hungover and glossy eyed and says good morning, but nothing else.  MEN!  

I turned my car back around and went home….finished my laundry, watched “Evening”  for the second time, then went to bed.  Next time I want to be rescued….perhaps by these wonder twin powers…Has anyone ever cried wolf to you too many times?