I am Judie!

What is it called when you don't believe someone or you think that they are just making up things and then all of a sudden the same things happen to you? 

Well, I wouldn't necessarily say, "All of a sudden." It's been years in the making.

I think it's like the evil eye. You wear a pretty bead from Turkey that keeps people from being jealous of you. I think it's something like that. You try to stave off something bad happening.

But, it catches up. 

It always catches up.

Like all the girls who post selfies, "This is what 40 Looks Like," You want to reply, "Take care if your teeth! They look great now, but you'll be financing $10,000 major dental work by age 42!" Or the ones with the perfect hair and no wrinkles. You want to tell them about things that *seem* to work to keep them looking so good, but you wake up one day with hairbrushes of hair gone and black circles under your eyes.

Never mind, why be so cynical.

Years ago I had a small business and had one or two secretaries at a time. One of them was named Judie. She was a short little redhead firecracker, around 15-20 years older than me and we had a ton of fun together. Big mistake because a boss and employee shouldn't be so close. Plus, I made the mistake of not calling her references. Oh, well, too late to cry about spilled milk.

We used to frequent this club on the north side of the Las Vegas strip that has since been shut down for a lot of questionable activies. There were bullet holes in the bathroom doors. Prostitution and drug sales were a pretty normal order from the bartender behind the bar.

Let's just say yellow crime scene tape was pretty common at this club.  

We did have a lot of fun there, among other spots.

Judie would come to work often with half crazy stories of things that happened to her. It got to be a daily thing. Maybe I had a semi-sheltered life back then. I couldn't believe one person could have so many bad things happen. I chose to believe it was because of her other friends she hung out with.

I figured she was drinking too much. She did say she caught the 'pink eye' from dirty beer glasses at a local bar.

Then, when she caught something a little lower, she said it was from practicing yoga mantras in her front yard with Patty, who swung both ways.

Whatever bad that happened to her had a logical explanation, but was so frequent, I found it to be unbelievable to be occurring to one person! That many things!?!

Well, now I'm Judie. No, I don't have pink eye or any other nether region infections, but bad things keep happening.  Is it a curse? Has someone made a voodoo doll of me they keep poking? 

UNCLE!

I am driving my oily bo hunk stud muffin crazy in my Twitter DM's,  I'll just write about it here. That way they can decide to read it at their own risk and pleasure😋😉

Everyone who hears all my problems may think the way I thought about Judie's debacles.  

Richard says if folks were as honest as me, I would see many people are having a lot of struggles and pains nowadays.

"Every single day?" I ask. "I can't catch a break!"

"Every single day," he replies. 

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