I Dream of...Work?

Been a minute since the last update but my boo spent all of last week here with me. I'm surprised that we didn't kill each other but we honestly had a pretty good week. There wasn't really any drama that I can recall. The combination of my insomnia and some sort of childhood trauma are both probably affecting my memory I'm sure. Onto the good stuff... Last night I had a dream that I was at work taking calls as always and the customer wanted to cancel...as always. Now somehow my company had become entwined with the porn business as well in my dream. The customer was talking about cancelling because we didn't repair something but also because he was tired of us calling his wife in attempts to whore her out. I apologized and tried to show him the value of the warranty and offered him a service fee card and a free porn dvd to smooth things over. He was fine with that and actually said he'd keep the warranty. I was kinda shocked because I really didn't try too hard. So a week later Mr. Homeowner calls back upset and wanting to cancel again. I'm really confused as to what's happened now because there weren't any new notes in the system and new work orders. He tells me that he will never use our company again and we have humiliated him and destroyed his life. I'm sitting here thinking, "What the fuck is this nut talking about? I'm ready to cancel this bitch" but I try sweet talking him again and asking him to give us another chance. He tells me that he got the free dvd and saw his wife getting dicked down and nutted on and in by a gang of 30 men of all different nationalities. "So Mr. Smith you'll receive a cancellation letter in 14-21 business days and I've removed your payment information from our system. Thank you for allowing me the opportunity to assist you and thank you for our newest porn star."

Scarlet Letter anyone?

I'm over here on my death bed and can barely move and no one is checking on me. Fuck you all to hell! I'm just kidding. I have the flu and my friends that know have checked on me and asked if I need anything. I'm so grateful for them all. One even brought me meds, soup and juice offered to take me to the doctor. That kinda brings me to my latest thought or whatever... I have one friend who people keep calling a hoe and at first it really bothered me. I mean a lot of people have said it...even guys I've dated but I haven't mentioned it to him or anything. I'm not even sure that I should. Whenever someone brings it up, I just say well he's a good friend to me so that's really all that matters. One person I dated even asked if we've had sex! Now I have no way of knowing whether my friend is spreading is pb&j all over the milky way or not and I don't really care as long as he's not reaching in my bread box. Very rarely have I even heard him talk about having sex with anyone so it's just hard for me to believe that he is. The most important thing I've learned from all of this is that everyone has a past. Unfortunately, we all are judged on our pasts and usually unfairly. How would you feel if every single mistake you've made followed you around all of your life? How'd you feel to be Hester Prynne (The Scarlett Letter)? If you haven't read The Scarlett Letter I blame your high school educational system. But basically, the woman has an adulterous affair and has the man's baby. She was not only put in prison, but when they let her out, she had to wear a scarlet letter "A" to make everyone aware of her crime. That's some deep shit!  I try to always give people the benefit of the doubt and not totally judge them based on something that someone else has said. Who's to say that I'll have the same type of experience with that person or that he/she hasn't changed? I'm just glad that "people" don't decide my ultimate destination when my life is over. Otherwise, none of us would make it into heaven.... Every saint has a past and every sinner has a future is what I've been told. I agree. I feel that people can change but once you get a reputation, it's extremely difficult to shake. My philosophy is that there's always a hating ass hoe waiting to trip you with her stiletto...