a VeRy cranky dinner

Its a slow reaction of writing it down somewhere what i felt about the strangest dinner i had with a new found friend last wednesday. yes, its a fel-la, but, no, it wasn't a date - it didn't even come close. anyway, as i was saying, it was totally weird, was absoluately cranky that day, and the evening went down hill.

Even before dinner, i was getting all out of sorts, and i have no idea why - could it be the fact that i didn't like any change of plans ? Original plan was to head home after work to have a nice square meal made by mum. But, a phone call came, telling me that she and dad wanted to have some time alone. So, there i was, left out in the cold, with no one to have dinner with. Fortunately, or, unfortunately, this fren of mine, lets' call him rye ( as in the book, Catcher in the Rye) was nice enough to keep me company at such a short notice. Don't get me wrong, its not that his a horrible companion. No-no, i'm not about to be an ingrate, clobbering someone whose been kind enough to save me from dining alone.

I got so cranky, that i dropped everything i took in my hands, sweared at anyone who got into my lane, wished i could kill anyone with a stare... yes. it was that bad. I had a pretty bad day - was totally cranked up to my eyes from trying to understand heavily accented english, mainly from china and india, to one of my best engineer complaining about work from the 1st hour i stepped into office to a laid back Sales person from my principal. Gawd! I wish i could just use a base ball bat and beat the daylights out of each and everyone of them.....

Okay, the world's greatest, most workable "pick-me-up", ICE CREAM comes to the rescue. Don't you just love ice creams ??? It never fails to pick me up from those spiral stress cans i get myself trapped into sometimes.. its almost a gurantee really. But, horror of horrors, the much anticipated sweet froze turned out to be a brownish facial mask in disguise! Gosh! How could anyone make such a thing and call it Hazelnut cone ?????? that guy ought to be shot. And there i was, stuck with facial mask, while rye was happy with his Peanut caramel Arrggg...!!!!! (rye, if you happen to read this, don't take this persnonally, i just get agitated when someone IS actually ENJOYING his ice cream, while i'm struggling to get facial mask into my throat. call it sour grapes if you want ) Gawd - that was so sick - it sure didn't get me up and perky after that... sigh.. it was the worse night ever - not cz of sweet and lovely and obliging rye, but cz of horrid day, absouluately alien speeches that i'm subjected to, the aftermirth-of-work and yes, a totally cranked up mind. I was to my eyeballs with all these - I know- i know - we shld never work affect our lives .. but really - its one of those slips - one of those days.. a rarity.. a once in a blue moon. okie.. point made.

Hmmm... for that matter, maybe someone should have done that to me, you know, beat the hell out of a work day out off me - i will be totally grateful. Can you imagine the frightful experience rye had to go through - oh, poor boy. My heart goes out to him right now as i re-collect back the things that i've done, and said without thinking. I wasn't making sense, i was tripping over words all the time cz my brains just don't seem to speak english anymore. Its got so used to the unspoken language of "hold-that-thought-of-yours" and i couldn't really articulate how i was feeling. Durn!

Anyway... one lesson - never go out with anyone unless he/ she is your best buddy - who knows exactly whats on your mind when i start sprouting some alien lingo ... at least, i don't have to go thru all that trouble trying to make the other understand my thoughts, which is pretty futile at that point of time, as brains are totally swirled up in never-never-land, much less getting me to explain it

Oh well - its one of those days i suppose. . . To rye - who, i don't think is reading this - I am deeply sorry for the pain that i have subjected you to, it must have been a frightful experience i suppose.

For those of you out there - hmm.. honestly, if you do meet me on such a day - keep that thought of your's to yourself and dont ask me for explainations on my biazzare articulation.

cheers kids