MY LIFE - SEPTEMBER


Dave and a cat

Friday, September 22, 2000

I'm still sick, although if there's a bright spot, I guess it's that it hasn't gotten any worse since yesterday. Problem is, I don't feel any better either and this is going to leave me pretty drained by the weekend. I have to work 9 to 5:30 tomorrow, so it will be a long day for me. To make it even more interesting, we don't have a pharmacist until 1:30 at the earliest, at least as of yesterday when I left work. Although that could change, I doubt it.

Compounding problems when I'm sick is the fact that I don't like to call off and Lenny doesn't make it easy on you. Anytime I've called off, he's tried to convince me that I need to come in. What will he say if I'm lying in my bed under doctor's orders not to move? Probably the same thing he says everytime, some junk about really being able to use me and all that. It pisses me off when he does that, not because he wants me in, but because he tries to downplay your illness.

When I was part of the mess that was my home life last winter, when we had all sorts of problems with my dad and I didn't get to sleep until 5:30 in the morning, I called off simply because I was going to have all sorts of trouble getting up in the first place. Filling prescriptions on an hour and a half of sleep is asking for all sorts of trouble, but Lenny made it sound like I was faking something. He told me if I could make it, he could use me. Well, I didn't make it and I didn't intend to.

If I'm calling off, ask me why and just accept it. I only call off when I absolutely have to and would not have used any personal days this year if not for Ameritech and that stupid trial I had to go to. Don't treat me like I'm calling off every other day or something.


I was at SouthPark Center in Strongsville when I walked by this small restaurant and noticed someone who looked familiar working there. I decided that on my way back, I'd sit and take a better look to see if it was who I thought it was. So after a long trip through the mall, I came back and tied my boots while looking inside the restaurant. I saw the person again and was very happy to see it was exactly who I thought it was. It was Tricia Ross, one of my best friends while a senior in high school. I hadn't seen her since graduation in 1999 so I was very happy to see her.

I went in and got her attention, and she was happy to see me as well. We talked very briefly before I left her my number and left. She also moved to Cleveland and has been taking classes at Tri-C, but she was very busy and I didn't get to talk to her as long as I might have wanted. I'm hoping to hear from her soon so that we can catch up on everything and get back to being good friends. She's a very valuable person to me and I feel very fortunate to have run into her like I did.

Tricia was the person I felt closest to in my senior year as we constantly talked to each other in our ecology class and were often in the same group in larger projects, including the great trip to the history museum when I had one of the best days of my life. She wanted to keep in touch with me after graduation, but circumstances at home prevented that from happening as our phone was either disconnected or had a different number. I had begun to think that I would never see her again and it's been only by chance that I ran into her again.

Now then, if I could only figure out what the hell happened to Jacqui, I'd be in decent shape.


Tribe Watch 2000

Cleveland Indians, 2
Kansas City Royals, 3

Summary

The Indians left baserunners all over the place and were shut down by the second worst pitching team in the American League 3-2, but the home run given up by Steve Karsay with two out in the eighth turned out to be the backbreaker in this one. The Indians will fall behind Oakland by a game in the wild card unless Seattle musters a comeback win.

Record

83-69

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