Wednesday, February 27, 2013

What Happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, unless it's Marriage!


Living with someone you take care of and work for at the same time can be no fun at times. I had been working for more than two months straight, without a day off. I joined a dating site, I KNOW, I KNOW! Don’t judge me, I had no friends, no nothing! I talked to a few guys but the fact that I was doing a live in job (sleep in) was a deal breaker. One of the guys and I came really close. He was cute, really tall, with long-sh curly hair, green eyes, and had a soft, gentle voice. I like my men like I like my coffee, White and weak. Haha, Just kidding, I don’t drink coffee. My sister once said she likes her men like she likes her coffe: Blonde with blue eyes haha! Go figure! This guy and I talked for hours. I changed my mind about after talking about him with a friend, I heard how stupid the things she said when I retold them to that friend.

Then there was Nelson. An older The oldest man you can ever imagine on a dating site. He didn’t want to email back and forth. He wanted to Skype instead. I added him. We chatted for a few hours. He told me he wanted me to move in with him, He was going to take me to Vegas, where we would get married. Yeah sure, when? I went along with it, out of sheer boredom. He sat on the same spot everyday and wanted to do nothing but chat on Skype. He showed me the entire house on webcam. When I saw that huge, kingsize bed, I could’ve packed my bags and moved to Texas. I kid you not! I was that tired. I just wanted to sleep for days, nonstop! As If that man was going to let me sleep for days. I mean really now!

I had to block him when he started getting all dirty on me. I wanna Fck my baby, I wanna do this and do that to my baby. I started talking to another man from the site. He seemed nice and sweet. He’s going through a divorce, his wife left him in May. They had been married for 23 years. No kids. He wanted me to move in with him right away. He lives in California. It was just before Winter. I was excited by the idea of skipping the winter, and heading straight to  California where it’s always sunny. At least the part I was going to be at if I had taken him on his offer. He also proposed marriage, he said the day his divorce gets finalised, we’d head for Vegas and get married. All I want is to be married by an Elvis impersonator J . He has his own business, he wanted me to help him with that, he works from home. He made offers that were really hard to refuse.

The nurses were telling me constantly how Avon was going to leave us any minute. The end was near. One of the nurses told me, she’d be surprised if she made it to Halloween. That’s the end of October, as you well know. Gosh, what am I going to do? Where am I going to go? Where am I going to leave? I had been looking for a job since I started the job at Avon’s, nothing! I was beginning to panic! I had to do something, but what!

I was also chatting to a very nice gentleman from somewhere in the Desert. The first guy wanted me to move in with him ASAP. Some of the men I was talking to , just wanted to move in and get married. Nobody knows how serious they were. He sent me about  pictures per email. Awkward! I mean you get to the point where you run out of compliments. I mean really now! He called me once. He had a really REALLY nice voice! He sent me pictures of his house and car. Turns out, that’s not the house he was living in. That’s the house he lost. And the pictures were all old. I asked him for current pictures. He sent me a picture of himself, standing outside his apartment, that he was building all by himself, he had a walking stick in his hand. WHAT? He had very long white hair, he looked really scary. Something about his eyes. They are very deep and sad. He wasn’t smiling in any of his pictures. And I saw a lot of them! I freaked out and stopped all contact with him. He felt bad and sent me emails, asking him what he did wrong, apologising blah blah blah. I felt bad too but it’s what it is