He was stuck in California - out of hours with no money, no fuel card. I would have gladly wired him some money alas he had no identification to pick it up. He expressed a desire to ease his frustrations with some mind boggling whoopee. "Find me a sexy woman!" he requested.

 

I was reminded of a story a friend told me. She went to a dance with a guy friend. He commented to her, "There are no good looking women at this dance." She reminded him that he inadvertly insulted her.

 

Once upon a time, the Texas Trucker classified me as a sexy women. He sent me flowers and played "The Power of Love" over the phone. He enticed me to come to Texas. Now I am all alone in Texas and a sexy woman no more.

 

His response, "You are better off in Texas than West Virginia!" The job opportunities are better. Thus, I am working at a Bakery in WallyWorld. I never though of myself as a Domestic Goddess but I love the job. My muscles are firming up and my physical fitness has improved. I don’t ever want to go back to a boring desk job again.

 

But Dang! I could have worked at WallyWorld in West Virginia. I could have been closer to all my friends, family and the hiking trails. I put in numerous applications at West Virginia WallyWorld but could never get past their "Think Test."

 

Question Number One - Alcohol is the same as Marijuana.

My Honest Answer - Alcohol is WORSE than Marijuana but I don’t indulge in either one of them.

 

Question Number Two - If a Co-Worker tests positive for drug use - Should they be fired even if it doesn’t effect their job performance?

My Honest Answer - Live and Let Live is my Motto. I don’t give a flying fig about the Life Style Choices of other people even if they don’t make the same choices that I do.

 

A WallyWorld Associate suggest that I answer the questions as they apply to me. Dah! If I tested positive for smoking Wacky Weed, I would expect to get fired but it’s not going to happen. I don’t even indulge in legal allopathic drugs.   I made it though the "Think Test" and didn’t even have to study for Drug Screening Test. Alas, I am gainfully employed in Texas and healing from a broken heart because the Texas Trucker doesn’t think I am a sexy woman anymore. Ironically, the one aspect of my job history that didn’t not go on my current resume is my former career as an exotic dancer. I made good money showing off my hour glass shape to mankind. Granted that shape has expanded a bit over the years. That’s life on life’s terms.

So, Cry a River. The Trinity needs more water anyway. Build a Bridge and Get Over It. I am building a bridge every time I bake bread for WallyWorld. Baking bread and making donuts is a healing activity. What will be on the other side when I finally make it over that bridge. Will there be a Sexy Man who thinks my hourglass shape is just fine? Could there be a Lone Star Hottie who  persuades me to stay in Texas?   Perhaps I will make a WallyWorld transfer back to West Virginia or at least someplace with more hiking trails.