I knew it was too good to be true.  Last night I was talking to the new guy and it just got a little strange.  Here’s the thing, when we talked on Monday over the phone I asked him what he did for a living.  He basically went through his entire job history and finally told me he was recruited by this new company/movement.  When I asked him about it he said he wasn’t supposed to talk much about it and that his parents didn’t even know.  He told me that he was going to be in charge of a really large amount of people and that many famous people I’ve heard of are involved.  Honestly, I thought he was just blowing smoke up my ass like guys will do sometimes to look interesting.

At dinner on Tuesday we went to a Japanese sushi place.  I ordered vegetables tempura and he said he couldn’t eat fried food.  I asked why and he told me, “they” suggested he stop, and that he slowly start taking meat, grains and fried foods out of his diet.   At that point I just sort of looked at him and asked, “Is this Scientology you’re involved in or something?”

He laughed and said no, that this was something really cool and they were going to start a movement to move people toward a more greener way to live, and that they were going to be involved in changing laws.

Okay, again, I figured whatever.  I decided to finish eating my dinner and file what he’d just told me in my “thinkabutitlater” section of my brain.

Fast forward to yesterday.  We emailed a few times during the day and then on my way home I called him.  He told me a friend of his dropped off some movies and asked if I was interested in seeing any of them.  I told him I really just wanted to stay home, and relax.  He offered to come over, I said I really just wanted to go home, shower, have something to eat and just veg by myself with my cats.  He sounded disappointed but said to call him if I changed my mind.  I didn’t.

Around 8:30pm, I decided to send him a picture of me holding my kitty Kiska.  He called me at 9:30 to thank me and tell me it was a cute picture.  Then the bomb dropped for me:

J – Well they just left.

Me-Who your friends?

J-No the people I’m working with.  That’s why I didn’t answer you when you sent your picture.  They’ve been here and I’ve been doing research for the last 2 hours.

Me-Research about what?

J-The work I’m going to be doing.

Okay, by now I’m really getting annoyed.

Me-You know, this all sounds very clandestine.

J-Why do you say that. (and he said it in this odd way like a kid who was caught doing something he’s trying to hide.)

Me-Well, it’s all just so hush-hush.

J-I told you about what I’d be doing as best I could.  I’m under orders not to talk to anyone about this until we are ready to launch.

At this point I’m thinking this guy is either joined some friggin cult or some kind of terrorist environmentalist movement.  Seriously, sirens were going off in my head.  Then he asked me what I was doing today, Thursday. I told him I had to take two of my cats to the vet, and he asked if I’d given any thought to what I wanted to do for my birthday, since he’d told me he wanted to take me out.  I said I hadn’t thought about it, then said I had to go take my meds and we said our good-byes and I hung up.

I can’t tell you how many things were going on in my head.  I mean come on, what the fuck can be so damned secretive he’s got to be so secret agent man about everything?  Like who the fuck am I going to tell that could usurp his plans?

No, just…no.

I actually met a nice guy.  At least, he seems nice so far.  We met online, of course and started emailing.  Turns out we have quite a bit in common and the best part, he’s got cats of his own and loves cats!  He’s actually got 4 inside the house and 2 that belong to his neighbors, but he feeds them and lets them hang at his place.

Last night we went to dinner.  I was feeling super bummed because yes, we are possibly going to lose yet another large client, and that’s really going to make things very bad for us.  Anyway, he took me do dinner and we had a really nice time.  We got along very well and he said he liked me.  He even said he wanted to take me out for my birthday, which was nice of him.

He picked me up at home, because he wanted to meet my cats.  I watched him with them and he was very nice to them.  After dinner he asked me if I wanted to meet his cats, and I said yes.  So, we stopped by his place, he’s got a cute townhouse, and I met his kitties.  Very sweet furrybutts.  After that, he drove me home.

I’m not really attracted to him physically, but he was really nice on our date.  And I really love the fact he feels the same way about cats that I do.  So for now, we can put him in the save pile.

I decided to try a new dating site.  I figured, maybe I need to change sites and give a whole new group of freaks the chance to get to know me.

I spoke to one of the guys that sent me an email yesterday.  Seemed like a normal guy.  Key word, seemed.

I’m all for getting to know someone over the phone, talking and sort of finding out what the person likes and doesn’t like.  But this guy was just creeping me out big time.

When was the last time you had a boyfriend.  When was your last date?  Do you think you’re ready for a boyfriend?  Do you like affectionate men?  Are you affectionate? What are you doing tonight?  What do you watch on TV?  What do you do when you get home?  What are you doing tomorrow?  What are you doing after that?  AAAHHH!!!!!!!

It was one question after another! I didn’t have a chance to hardly ask him anything because of his incessant question asking!  Then at one point, he asked me if I liked fish.  Well, I told him I was a vegetarian, it says so in my profile.  Then he says “oh, that’s right, I think I read that in your profile.  That’s odd, I’ve never meet an animal lover that was a vegetarian.”

WHAT?

I’m like, “Uh, yeah most vegetarians are animal lovers.  It’s the suffering that we don’t like.  I don’t want to be part of an animal suffering because I want them on my plate. ”  I said.  Then, it got weird.  He says it’s a sacrifice.  Yep, that’s what he said.  Then I say, “A sacrifice would be if they gave their lives willingly, and I highly doubt any of those animals know they are going to be served poached or grilled with some basmati rice on the side.”  He tells me, “No, not the animals, I meant me.”  By this time I thought maybe I was on some radio show and this was a big joke.  Then I remembered, I had called him.  So I asked, “You mean, you consider it a sacrifice for you to eat meat?”  He said, “Yes, after all, God didn’t feed the masses with just bread, he gave them fish.”

Yeah.  So what did I say to that?  “I’m driving into the Target parking lot, can I call you later?”

No, I didn’t call him later, as a matter of fact, he’s on my phone’s reject list.  I still haven’t listened to the message he left me last night, I doubt I will.  FUUUUCK!

We lost a division of our largest client because they want to implement some union plan.  We still have the other division, but I have a feeling come October, they will be gone too and that’s seriously going to affect our business.

My boss has finally been getting out there to prospect for business, but the economy is so bad, nobody wants to do anything regarding their insurance.  And with the whole health overhaul, nobody really knows how it’s going to affect the way insurance companies work, so another reason businesses aren’t doing anything.

So, now my boss is scrambling.  He’s trying to find ways to cut back.  Our monthly expenses are about $20K.  Now, let me say my monthly pay doesn’t even put a dent in that.  A big chunk of that is taxes.  Since my boss pays on estimated taxes or something of that nature, the taxes for the company are over $8,000 a month!  Then of course you have his auto lease, credit cards, office space and a few other things I don’t remember off-hand.   And of course that isn’t counting his monthly distribution, which ranges from $15 – 22K.  That has to seriously go down too.  I don’t know how he[‘s going to do it, because I’ve seen his monthly personal expenses and it’s pretty high.  Anyway, welcome to life as the rest of us have to live it boss!

In other news, I finally bought a pedometer.  If it’s correct, my evening walks are about 2.30 miles!  I didn’t think it would be that much, but it is.  I was pretty happy about that.  I’m participating in the Mercedes Benz Corporate Run this year with my friend Lisa again, and I’d like to not come close to death like I did last year.  Oy, there was a moment during the run (walk as we did it) when I thought I wouldn’t make it.  My body was just not happy.  Hopefully, by the end of the week I can maybe add a little more distance to my walk.  I wish I had a small tread-mill.  Something I could store.  It’s getting fucking hot even if I’m doing the walking in the evening.