There’s this woman, at the temp job I’m working at until December 6th – I mention that date because it would take a million, bazillion dollars and George Clooney naked begging me to marry him for me to extend that date. Some temps jobs are just like that... “love to stay but I would have to scream a lot, in between bouts of falling asleep, if I did.” Anyway, back to the woman. She is so desperate for a man – any man, any age, any how, any way, any kind. She watches them in a predator kind of way and if one of the penilely endowed ones inadvertently glances at her, she’s on him like a rat up a drainpipe – and she hates the fact that I’m the only other woman there and I’m the chatty sort and I talk to people – the men – in the office. I know she hates it because she does that slitty-eyed look that is as mean as cat piss and you know she’s not my buddy. Did I mention she looks a lot like Uncle Fester? Sort of like his sister? Now, I’m not big into how anyone looks – people are people – but I gotta tell you when Festerette does the slitty-eyed thing it freaks me out somewhat.
This all begs the question, is it acceptable for a woman to be so creepy when it comes to stalking men? I say not. I say if it was a man doing it women would call him a pig. I’m contemplating an intervention with Festerette. Maybe she’s unaware she’s stalking them, drool at the corner of her mouth and lust in her eyes…yeah, I’ll try and take a picture.