sometimes I think I'd like to write a completely pointless post. yet, with my over-active, analytical mind, I always seem to find something deeper, more introspective to chat about. well, not today.
this morning I got up at the crack of dawn to make my monthly, or in this month's case, bi-monthly trek to Juneau to check in on my staff and get caught up on Juneau life and politics. my alarm went off at 5:07a and was snoozed till 5:11a when I finally drug my sleepy head out of bed and into the shower. Keith, in all his gracious, cold-infested, goodness, dropped me at the airport at 6:51a and I made my way to check in. After getting my bags checked, I headed towards security. now, if I may, without being overly obnoxious, say...I looked professional, classy and far from, well, skanky. I had on dressy black capri's and a light blue, 3/4 length sweater, with sling-back heels. classy but not over-done. as I pulled into the security line, I see four guys, approximately my age but likely a bit younger. now, these guys don't look particularly "bad" or sleazy, so as I walk up, I smile and then move on about my business the way I do with all self-respecting citizens. as we move through the security line, they continue to watch me, smiling and talking amongst themselves. I quit making eye-contact. clearly they had no tact. once through security, I made a quick stop at Starbucks, got my coffee and went to the gate. at the gate, I was on the phone with a certain someone, and noticed the same 4 "stalkers" walk up and stand not too far away. I made myself busy, talking, thoroughly engaged in my conversation and again, not making eye contact. still, they continued to smile and talk and very openly watch me. finally, they got on the plane and I lost track of them.
upon arriving in Juneau, I make a b-line for the Budget rental car to pick up my sweet ride. (Thanks to Kelly, I had the sweetest ride in town, a white Dodge Charger, I've lovingly dubbed, "my white chick, pimp mobile.") all set, with key's in hand, I headed for baggage claim. as I walked up to the belt, one of the four guys approached me and says, "so, uh, how long are you staying in town?" I replied, "3 days." "so uh, do you like want to go out with us some night, like for dinner or something?" "no thank you." "why not?!!" "um, because I don't live here and I am with someone." "so, why dont you want to go with us, you should just meet us for dinner, its like all of us. come on, you should just come. do you know where the (some random hotel I can't remember!) is? we're working there, you should stop by, you should go out with us." "um, ok, whatever." and I walked away.
really?? this kind of thing doesn't happen to me. and, after an experience like that, I'm quite glad it doesn't. there was nothing classy, nothing mature or attractive about the approach taken. what about that makes a girl want to say "yes?" I really just don't get it.
and, thats my pointless story of the day. its all I've got.
its Juneau. there's rain. I'm over it and really ok with that. my good friends have let me stay at their house while they're out of town and its quite the retreat, by the lake, in the trees...gorgeous!
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