Poker Night and the fallout from therein…
Current mood: optimistic

Poker Night begins as it usually does with the usual… “Hey Sean I’ve forgotten which house is yours…”
And it went downhill from there. I can’t believe the stuff people were playing and catching. Just another OUTDRAW warning. I was the victim this week. A rare week where I didn’t even make 2nd place. Just wasn’t getting the cards. SO I sat back and watched my friends (you know how I love to watch people) and discovered that one of my interns has a MAJOR LEAGUE Crush on someone else at the building. Now I could have brought in my Switzerland Flag, waved it around and said I DON’T Wanna know about it…

Did I? Uhh…
Nope. I watched in amazement as she told me that even though she may be “cute” (which is an understatement) that she doesn’t get the kind of man she wants. Now I could have taken this many directions..

1. Found out who the crush is and put them together

2. Say I didn’t want to know and move on

3. Ask if the crush was on me.

No, the crush wasn’t on me but one of my friends … so I called the friend in question and invited him over for poker (though we were more bs-ing than playing poker.

So he comes over and she conveniently had to use the ladies room… So what happens… I swore non-intervention before… Whoops.

“I think you and her need to talk:” I said

“Why don’t we play cards” said he not getting the hint

“I think I am going to bed and you should take her to Whataburger and enjoy the view” I repeated.

He finally got the message and left this morning at 4:00 A.M. with her very near.

He tried to dodge the subject when I brought it up this afternoon.

“We had fun”…

“What kind of fun (Name of the Friend withheld for the innocent and guilty)?”

“I left her place at 1 this afternoon. But nothing happened.”

The end result…
A new romance for the station….

BUT that’s not all the story…

The rest of the story…
The funniest part of the evening was when Katie was drinking a Bud – Weis -ERRRRRR 40 out of a paper bag. I told her that we were going to call her Hobo from now on. She was laughing until I told her it was because she rides a rail and pulls a train… Her response “EWWW”.

So then I was asked if I had ever smoked Marijuana. I replied no, never had, never needed to. Which brought up a 45 min discussion of legalization of marijuana for medical purposes.

I said, “Just not my thing” and moved on to my thoughts on my ex-girlfriend Micah.

My intern friend Katie doesn’t like Micah one bit. She thinks that Micah is too bitchy and whiney for me and I can do better. I think Katie would hurt me if I tried to hook up with Micah again.

I keep trying to remind her that someone that likes you is better than no one that likes you.

“Well Sean, you have to understand that you aren’t the right type of guy for the NORMAL girl”

“What”

“You need a special woman and you’ll find her… or better than that … she’ll find you”

So there, a poker night with more twists and turns than a NCAA Gymnastic Event.

Just another example of how I can’t make this stuff up!