Well it’s Friday and it’s friggin 60 degrees on January 5th. It makes for nice walking around weather, just quite humid. I met with Amiable Alan who’s real name is Adam and he’s a lifesaver, just as sweet too. See? He’s amiable. I hooked up with him and we strolled around Manhattan from the Village to Herald Square, just walking and talking and avoiding taxicabs. He is still with the Wolffmen, and wants to get out. He misses me and I miss him. I feel like I’ve abandoned him when I left but I think we’ve bonded enough to be in each other’s lives, perhaps much like Pedro and myself.

I spoke also to dear Brenda from Wanker Banker, who told me that two big wigs have left the Wanker Banker offices on the same day, both going to Credit Suisse Bank. It apparently has shaken the office to the core and most of my former coworkers and friends are plenty scared about losing their jobs. So perhaps I had gotten out there at the right time though like most things that happen in my life, it didn’t seem to be that way at that moment. Adam and I ran into Mike who still works at Wanker Banker while we walked around the Village and he sputtered the news about the departure of the large toupees.

Work itself for me was good. Still feeling my way about, getting along with everyone. I had to order pizzas for the office since it was someone’s birthday. I also had to buy one of those large birthday cards so all seven of us could sign and wish them well. A smaller card would have sufficed but I only followed orders. The people I work with, and work for are generally good people. Very small office, quite homey. It could be in Smallville USA instead of midtown Manhattan.

After the madhouse of neuroses with the Wolffmen it takes a major adjustment but I seem to be doing alright so far. At one point, I was having a break, outside having a puff when I saw someone from behind and I wasn’t sure if it was who I thought it was and it turned out it was. It was a girl named Kelly who I met years ago when working at another staffing agency, Staffmark. I said Kelly, and she turned around quite happy to see me. It’s funny I met her at Staffmark. Her job was watering the plants in the office for a plant company. We got along great there, then when I was working at Wanker Banker she was watering plants in the building for another company.

We both laughed when I told her where I was working now, which is right down the street from where she is based. I expect we’ll be crossing paths again somewhere down the line. It was just one of those days, neither up nor down, just mainly a few connections with good people from my past. Quite nice.

Day Three. Not bad, a little bit stressful. It does take some time to adjust and take in people’s personalities, and I needed to remember that a few times today. Apparently I’m doing a good enough job. I asked the president of the company, the woman who hired me how I was doing and she said that if I hadn’t heard any complaints then all must be going well. A no news is good news situation. And I haven’t heard any complaints so I must be doing something right, right? Oh how I sometimes crave approval, at least when starting out at a new job.

I don’t seek out the approval but use it as a gauge to see how I’m doing. On the fifth day at McMann and Masturbators, charming Felicia told me when I asked how I was doing, said in her shrill voice, ‘You were a lot more energetic during the interview’. Well I am energetic and like helping people out, sometimes I can even be proactive and I don’t mean the astringent to get rid of acne.

These job situations that I’ve been in the past few months, have rekindled an idea I have for a script, or maybe a novel, but having written that I hope I didn’t jinx myself. It’s Thursday, Bill is at his folks tonight, and Juan’s coming over. It’s an odd thing that I’ve noticed lately. I don’t like being alone. I never used to have that problem, but now I just can’t stand it. I like having people around. The more the merrier works for me. While I was out during the holidays I was usually climbing the walls while couch surfing solo. It sucked and I couldn’t wait for Bill to come home from work or for Juan to show up at night.

I never used to be this way. I used to love being on my own, doing my own thing. I used to go out and do things but lately not so much. Part of it is financial, but I do know how to do many things that cost very little money at all. Laziness, inertia all play into the equation. And of course having no one to do anything with definitely is a major part of it.
Now I’m sitting in front of the computer by myself, while Ugly Betty plays on behind me. Juan called he’s coming over to hang out for a little while so I’m looking forward to that.

In the meantime, I’m getting used to going to bed earlier than I’ve been the past two weeks, usually horizontal before 11:30. This morning wasn’t so easy due to a few glasses of wine last night with Juan. I was pouring so I can’t blame him. Bill being Mr. wonderful was a great motivator to get me up and moving this morning. He’s been so great lately and he’s been playing his keyboards again which fills the apartment up with live music. Now we just have to get together and jam. Bill on keys, me on bass and maybe Juan on some rhythm guitar. That sounds like a good time to me.