everybody needs friends..

She was wearing a black button-up shirt and her grandiose brown winter parka was tied around her waist.  Her short sticky hair, a muted brown, hung like tassels on a lamp shade from her 7 foot high stature. She was awkward and her voice sounded like screeching tiers. She walked with no purpose or sense of direction as she invited herself to sit with a couple eating at a table. Then she smiled revealing her golden teeth aligned perfectly with the landscape of a jagged mountain ridge. She quietly introduced herself as Maryanne as she stretched forth her elongated arm- her hand in an inviting position offered a 5min friendship to the two complete strangers. she ate her lunch as she intently asked them about their days....their hobbies...and their lives. Soon after the awkwardness of the whole situation was unbearable she gathered her things and said adéu (literally said the german goodbye)  to her new friends. As she walked away she pulled her baggy cargo jeans up to her chest revealing her very faded pink socks neatly folded over twice so the the lace that trimmed the top could be seen. she was awkward and her walk looked like a pirate ......but she was brave and her kind attitude fell off her countenance like glitter.

True Love...

Im sitting by this guy in the cafeteria and he is letting loose on this guy about his personal love story. These two must be real close because  he is sharing some personal stuff. The kid he is talking to must be thinking about getting married because he asks questions in a way makes me think he is getting serious with a girl. The guy's name is Ben (I don't know him but I have gathered that he is Ben) 

Ben's description of his wife was so touching! He said, " heck, my wife has steal rods in her back that makes it impossible to have kids, she is in a wheel chair, has weight problems, is loosing her hair from lack of nutrition, might go blind from diabetes, needs plastic surgery of some kind, and has sever mental problems......... but I still love her." Wow.... then he when on to say that this was all before they were even married and his biggest stress when he married her was figuring out a way to pay for all her medication. 

Like I said I don't know this guy,  Ben, and I doubt I ever will but I think he is "the Man" and I'm really glad I sat by him today. 

true love.....

Love and War? or Love and.....Calculus?

Her ring wasn't even that big so she couldn't have truly loved him. He was standing up and she was sitting down chewing a huge mouth full of cafeteria chicken when they started. He bent down and awkwardly took her transparent face in one of his hands, his other hand carrying a huge math text book. Then she, fork still in her hand, turned her head to meet his gaze (I’m seriously not making this crap up). Then they started macking on each other in an episode fit for a war movie, where the man is leaving his woman before a huge battle. Seriously, it reminded me of the movie Superstar, in the scene where Mary has the vision of her and Sky. He is leaving and she is crawling all over him screaming and being a total dweeb. I think the funniest part of that movie comes when you see it acted out with real people in real life. It is at that point when a person really laughs and says to themselves, "OMG, that really happens!" 

         The couple in the cafeteria today continued their romantic love making until the green appeared on most of the faces in the lunchroom. Then they finally said their goodbye, which lasted another 5 min, and he left to battle. Out of all the chairs in the lunchroom available today I choose the one closest to that crap?

The Lunchroom Couple

         Once upon a lunchroom, I sat by myself and ate. As the gravy dripped onto the table, I forced myself to eat the slimy, ugly, green, weeds that filled only a small portion of plate. I eat my vegetables first because usually I eat things from least favorite to most favorite, and I hate healthy food.  Yes, I very much prefer this method of eating because by the time you get to your dessert you have nothing else to gag down and your entire attention can be given to the best part of your day.

         The girl came up to me while I was eating a huge cinnamon roll. She was talking to me about this and that, but I just kept wondering if I had frosting on my face. She was boring and all sorts of crazy and my mind wandered while she talked. I still feel bad about this because I would consider myself a good listener; I really care about people and their feelings. But that day in the cafeteria was my hour, it was my meal, it was my agenda. She could sit by me I didn’t care but I just read her lips and pretended to laugh along with her. I only hope she wasn’t talking about anything sad.

         After she left I opened a book but didn’t get much read. The couple next to me was in a huge fight. IT WAS GREAT! He was the typical male chauvinist and she was meek and submissive. Oh I felt bad for her and him, but mostly for her she didn’t deserve the load he was shoveling her way. I secretly loved soaking up their negative vibes. Its like watching an episode of the Hills or Real Housewives. I don’t understand the rush that comes from other people’s drama but I did enjoy it very much. Had they stayed only a moment longer I would have given him a nice helping of my opinion and then told her to grow “some!” I sometimes still wonder what happened to them but in my mind there is no way that their young marriage will last through many more of that type of fight. It was not good.

And then it hit me, a blog about cafeteria drama…PERFECT!!