To Console You

Q: "Mom, why do we go crazy?"
A" "For thinking silly stuff, for hanging out with the wrong people."
-as heard watching the 2011 Brazilian film
"The Sky We Were Born Under"

Twenty-five years ago today:

June 11, 1986
Wednesday

Another day and another dollar… This Friday is Ryan Hargrave's last day in the Business Office. He took an $80 a week cut-in-pay to accept a Staff Clerk position at Pac Bell Directory. I don't know if I could do that. I'd switch on a lateral or upgrade…but why go backward?

At pizza lunch was catered in for our Section today, so I didn't even leave the building at noon. I was also quite busy at the office today (even if my sales tally didn't show it).

I received a phone call message from Ron later in the day.
I called him back at around four o'clock. We had a nice talk. We're both looking forward to our 4-day weekend.
Realizing his current bartending duties, I said, "When someone comes in to order a White Russian…just think of me."
Later that night (after 11PM) Ron told me that three guys came in and they all ordered White Russians! Ron was in such a tizzy over that. It was ironic because I had previously told him (the other day) to think of me once someone ordered a Tom Collins and that happened, too!

I had a lot of 'shit work' today. I intended on a bike ride after work but I received a Great Western VISA bill with a payment debit. It depressed me and I still don't understand what happened. I plan to call tomorrow morning to get some answers. I actually called Ron to discuss it with him. I was so down. I realized that life is too short to moan and groan.
I went to the gym after all. I spoke to Dave for a good while. Mark was doing an aerobics class. I worked out fairly well with the weights. I went home, fulfilling my orange juice craving. I watched a bit of television. There was a program on about priests who were pedophiliac-types (child molesters).


Ron Leoni called me while I was in bed. I was so startled by the ring that I hung up on him, thinking the phone was the alarm clock. He called me again and I woke up that time.
Ron said, "I was just concerned because you had such a bad day and I wanted to console you."
He really made me feel better. I JO'd twice.


Filled with the warmth of his sentiment, he locked himself in his room and gave himself over, with totally new pleasure, to studying the exploits of his hero.
-Stendhal
"The Red and the Black"