Ironic love affair part 5
By: Patrick Olson
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Ironic love affair part 5

Going on a safari in a small town in the United States is the most excellent time of your life.

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Chapter: V Getting ready for the hunt

I know when I was a child, I had heard about migrant type workers. They would work the fields in the summer and go into the factories during the winter months as the cold air just wasn’t for everyone. So at the end of my second season, I used this facility that I had been a client for years. This place helped people with mental disabilities get along in life, as I got to tell you they have done wonders for me other times I didn’t need them. Yes, it is a very long story about what happened to me at another time.

I want to write yet another book about that you all hope to enjoy reading its content. I was sure I was looking for something to keep me busy. I did put a lot of bills on my credit score, making me unable to get things on credit, as so many people in the world do.

Plus, not to mention, I was paying on an old nearly classic firebird convertible with a corvette motor. It was a dark hunter green like the color that shined all so well. It was in pretty much mint condition for what I wanted to use for my next search for the jewel of the Nile.

Now I was making decent enough money to give me a sizable income tax check to fix the roof of this vehicle. Even though the canvas like drop-top was of a tan and hunter green like the color, I decided to convert the drop-top roof into a jet black leathery like the top, and the combination looks suburban with one another.

So I put this sweet little sports car up for the winter and went to the mental health clinic called CSS on Wolf ledges hoping they could help me get some gainful employment. That they did, right back to a spot where my mother started in on my mental abilities making unfair comments acting like certain people that would say, “they were gonna but not now” like comments.

Now there had been other industries I wanted to work for as I did put some time into going to college. Even though I went to college, the dream of working in an office is now closed. Besides, I always wanted to work for Little Tikes to feel like an elf or Santa Clause, for instance. I figured that even though CSS and I did not see eye to eye all the time if they were going to an employment specialist for work, I might try it out.

It was through still yet another temp agency. However, it was right on time for my liking. First, they gave us a tour of the facility. Then they gave us an orientation to help break us in and make us feel comfortable. And from there, they gave us a start date and a magnetic clock in the card so we could keep track of our time.

Now my first night on the job was just like starting a new class in school. Once I left home, the drive was like any other drive where I had to be there at a particular time. Not one care other than how good it felt to be doing something positive with my life. I know one thing I like to drive to sound, so I placed one of my favorite radio stations on an adorable, comfortable listening level. I don’t recall what was playing on the tunes. However, I know I was mesmerized by the trip and the other vehicles as we drove up the highway to my first night on this job assignment.

I got closer memories of coming out here to drop my brother and sister in law off flooded my head and their kids I partook in helping watch over them for years. Up ahead is the driveway into the parking lot of this unique toy factory. I took a deep breath only to find myself driving past to see what vehicle types were in the lot.

Everything seemed reasonable, so I went down the road. I found a drive divine enough to pull in and turn around. Now I can smile as I feel a rush blow over my body from the inside and out. From the main road driving back to the parking lot was a curvy road filled with trees to my left. The parking lot with the building gave me such delight to park on a mythical night. I was walking to the door with thoughts of what I will see inside tonight.

I was there an hour early. The first door opened softly, then pulled itself shut once I crossed the threshold. The second door, I had to use the key card and down the long hall. I went to the break area with many tables and chairs lined up in the roles of two meals per two rolls.

The break room looked like a typical dining hall spread throughout the whole room. With several refrigerators for storage, I smile on my face with thoughts of bringing in a plated meal. Later, a laugh came about once I gazed upon all the different vending machines we had to choose.

Then that’s when it happened. This beautiful female comes walking gracefully with a certain amount of wit and charm in her sweet tight sky blue eyes, hair sandy like Blondie like fro, with a nice trenchant like coat covering that slim like the body of hers. I knew right then I had to walk upon her and ask her how she was doing? Not to mention letting her know that tonight was my first night here as I was very excited to be here as well.

She replies that she is doing well with a lovely smile, letting me know it was her first night. I was like hey wow, that is awesome to be starting on the same night with a pretty girl who has lovely hair. I can remember that smile she gave as she said tonight is a good night for her hair because her hair is usually nappy and uncontrolled. I told her I could not imagine that happening with a smile as I told her I needed a drink of soda pop and offered her one.

That was when he walked in as well. I liked the way he looked as he looked like a skinny redneck from hell. I found out later that was what he was. He walked upon us, and he spoke about how this was his first night here along with us, and how he had to take the bus in that the trip wore him out. Not to mention his daughter got hired today as well and will be starting to work with us tomorrow.

Now I have to be honest with you all. No matter what I do when I am with a female, there is always another guy around. I guess that is why I ended up in the night-line dating type services out there to enjoy one-on-one encounters with the felines of choice.

The time to enter the floor was coming quickly as me, and the redneck hung out with the beautiful Misses. Our supervisor’s assistant had come out saying all those here for their first night. Please stand before me. We were led to the time clock to slide our cards across the magnetic bar, then each one of us was given our work location.

Well, what do you all know? I was placed first at my location, then low and behold there she was again right next to me, smiling wide as hell. I looked right at her and said I am a business before pleasure type person, and I also have a landscape company to boot. She replied well. In that case, I might as well let me know that she was going through a divorce herself.

I was like, hmm, I am here to keep payments on my fire-bird and see us getting along very well. Our first night went well, as we were very close to hitting the quota on the swing line. As I have to tell you, I forgot how many swings we had to put out nightly. At the end of our shift, we granted each other a magnificent, sweet farewell.

All I can remember on the second night the rednecks’ daughter coming in with an ear to ear smile as her hair was as wavy as a pitch-black fire wavy type look. Right before the shift started, the redneck from hell and myself stood there as he said if anyone messed with his daughter, he would be shooting them on site. I was calm as I bellowed out yahoo and looked around the plant floor only to for the first time notice that there were so many more mighty elegant looking felines all about as well.

The third night is when the hell reached heaven for sure. That is when I have seen her come in then lean against the wall. Then income the redneck with a grunting smile asking if he and his very fine-looking daughter could catch a ride home at the end of the shift. As foul as this situation got, I didn’t care much about the dirty pool this man was playing.

All I could do is hold my head up and remember I had a few other felines I was working on already. Now myself folks around here in the northern region say I have a southern like draw in my speech pattern. I never noticed it, yet the females seem to cringe over it.

Before I get too deep, let’s back up a moment or two. My most extended term sweetheart lasted about six years during my teen years. I kept telling older people I was in love, although she was older, not to mention the response back was puppy love. When or not it being love or just puppy love, I still thought about her, and I have been single most of the time since we split up.

Don’t get me wrong though the years I have had a lot of one night stands along with several short term affairs. I’m guessing now that I have had more than my fair share of sweetie pies. It was to the point I went to the preacher of the Middle-bury Chapel for someone on one counseling session. So I could work on not just humanity, but my sanity.

I decided it would be a good idea to chat with the man of the clothes seeing as I had brought several felines to his stable already. I got to tell you how this adorable little firecracker came out of nowhere to the night services at our church. These services were actually from another forming preacher who was merging into our sanctuary.

She looks at me, then to an elderly bigger mamma type person to answer her question about her name now. She was so beautiful and divine when she spoke her name with a very pretty pink like tone to her precious skin I knew right then I would never forget the name, Brie. Now that name directly there is concise for Brianna, which is very mighty indeed.

Through my talks with the preacher about life in general, I guess I spoke mostly on females. Along with Brie came another well to do looking honey do to someone else who told me to back off. She already had many guys trying to get with her. I got to admit that it was nice seeing her break down over a breakup as I didn’t want to be the comeback get up and go guy for her. Now little Brie by this time has proven to be a mighty beautiful warrior of sorts by letting me know a lot about these other female faults as well.

There is not much I can remember about the other felines’ name. I don’t much, nor did I care at this time. I have too much going on for a feline of that nature. My sweet little heart took me away from the church building only to let out the most delightful smell on earth that only a real woman can create with just a thought.

Just let the truth be known that I had a lot of felines out there doing battle over myself. We were bonding across from the church under the tree. Two other felines come across, letting her know that I have several others in line from my deep past.

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