It's been a very interesting weekend. Friday night I had to work late due to some major deadlines at work. I managed to leave work at around 7pm and catch a cab home. I got into the cab and was looking forward to going home and just relaxing..and go to bed early. So the cab drive was quite interested in talking and because I'm such a nice person..I let him talk and contribute to what seemed like a rather innocent conversation. (I've been living in the city for three years now and it's not uncommon to shoot the sh*t/chat with the cab drive..not like there is anything else to do while in a cab) We talked about random stuff like Prince Charles visiting Philadelphia and how a lot of roads were closing etc. So we finally get to my stop and I give him a twenty and ask for change. Usually the cab driver gives you the change rather quickly and they are on their way to pick someone else up..well..he started writing something down. I had no idea what he was writing, but he wasn't giving me my change right away. I thought it was odd, but I had no real reason to think that anything was wrong..until he gave me a piece of paper with his name and phone number on it and said he is "looking for new friends and that it's hard to find good friends"..and I thought whoa..what the Bleep is going on here..and then he asked if he could have my phone number to "keep in touch" with me. Of course I said no..and got out of the cab. He waited in his car to see which house I was going to so I kept walking till I could get into a store. After I came out of the store he was gone. I went home feeling very freaked out and just threw away his number. The next morning I went to go for some coffee and found him walking around in our neighborhood looking for me. I don't think he saw me, but I saw him..and I was really, really freaked out. I filed a police report right after I saw him in my neighborhood. I was upset all day while preparing for my Bachlorette party.
Yes..I had my Bachlorette party on Sat night and it was awesome. I wish every Sat night could be that much fun. It helped take my mind off of all the stressful stuff..work, class, wedding planning etc. It was exactly what I needed. I'm going to try to post some pictures from it as soon as I can. It made me realize that I really do have great friends that I can count on. Not only for the good times, but also to get me through the bad ones..
One person was missing..my friend K from my ungrad days at Delaware. I wish you could have been there, but I'm so glad that you are able to come to the wedding. It means so much to me!
Sunday, January 28, 2007
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Boo on missing the fun! I never had a bachelorette party, and I don't think I have ever even been to one. I would have pulled out my crazy UD self from the closet one last time for you. Email me the details when you get a chance. Things have been crazy here with the pink eye and colds.
Dude, and what's up with the psycho cabbie? See, that is reason to be mean and not talk to people. And carry a gun. Whack job.
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