I'll start out with the story of one of my clients asking me out. I made the mistake of saying maybe after turning him down, mainly because I felt bad and didn't think it through. I then turned him down a few more times until I finally told him I had a boyfriend and it wouldn't be appropriate. I do give him some points for being very persistent. In the past, another AV had this problem and they came up with the solution of putting a picture of Terri's son on her desk. After it got rather uncomfortable for me, Karen asked if I would like the picture to put on my desk. I agreed and when Terri told her son that he was being used again, he replied with, "I hope it's a different picture so the clients don't catch on". I can almost guarantee that they won't.
On Sunday mornings I am fortunate enough to go to a donation based pop up yoga. One Sunday Ryan and I were going to mass after yoga, so I brought an outfit I could easily change in to in the parking lot and swung by the house to pick Ryan up for mass. We both had on our tangerine AV polo shirts and we didn't have time to run in to change so we weren't matching. As Fr. Leon processes in, he winks at us. During the homily he talks about the year of mercy and says something along the lines of, "...and you will see two young people in salmon colored shirts who are dedicating a year of their life to service. Actually, can they stand up." and we stand up with our faces bright red and mortified looks. We have learned our lesson in coordinating wearing the tangerine polo.
Karen and I enjoy riding bikes on the trail during our lunch break. We often see clients on the trail and one particular day we see one of our clients that we both really like. We decide we are going to do something big when we pass him on the trail. I yell, "On your left!" and Karen yells it as well. We then repeatedly yell, "On your left!", until he pulls over his bike as we are passing him. He has a very concerned and slightly angry look on his face as we yell, "HI MR. B!" and continue riding. We haven't see him in the office since that day.
I am very fortunate in finding a Saturday morning running group consisting of two coworkers and their friends. Running with them is great because I actually get up to do my long runs for training and they pace me well. The best part of this running group is the coffee afterwards. It's typically the people who run and anybody else that shows up afterwards. The group is very fun and lively. I have learned about a range of things, including what is going on in Ojai, medical talk, about their families, reasons why couples go on separate vacations, plastic surgery, and the attractive woman that sells some sort of slow cooker (I was laughing so hard, I missed some of the details of the story). I am thankful for this group, especially because they give me a piece of home that I didn't realize I missed so much. When living in Durham, my parents would invite me over when their friends came over for whatever and I feel I learned the same type of life lessons.
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