2003-01-27 | 10:23 p.m.
make my day, pilgrim

diane is the assistant to the president of the company i work for.  she's a cute little lady with an even cuter jamaican accent (which i thought was irish or canadian or something when i first met her... i was waaay off).  i was in a cubicle right next to hers until i got promoted to my current position, and she came to rely on me for help with all her computer issues, so i still get occasional calls for help from her.  when she called me last monday, i thought she just needed help formatting a table of contents or something, but i was wrong.  she actually wanted to know if i was available to have lunch with lou, the company president, on wednesday.

as far as i was aware, lou doesn't take employees out to lunch regularly, so i was a little surprised.  she didn't tell me what the lunch was for, so for two days the reason was left to my imagination.  i won't say what reasons my mind came up with because, well, sometimes i forget what a wild imagination i have until i let it go, and it comes up with stuff that is just crazy (i just realized that i'm speaking of my imagination as if it is an entity of its own and not something i control... that makes a lot more sense to me than that it's me coming up with the craziness), but as it turned out i was wrong again.  it wasn't anything weird or exciting.  he just took out a few of the newer employees to get to know them a little better.

so anyways, at some point in the course of the lunch, it was my turn to sum myself up, past, present, and future, in 5 minutes or less, and when i got to the future part, i actually found myself with something fairly specific to say about my plans for the near future (that being the next few years).  this was a big surprise to me because i didn't theretofore consciously have any idea that i had these plans... and the even bigger surprise was how much sense they made.  i am currently very pleased with my subconscious and also measurably relieved.

on a totally different note, the other day jeff's roommate was flipping through channels, and i saw an old movie my mom likes - an old western movie called mclintock!  when she questioned me as to why i knew what this movie was, i said in my defense, "it has that 'make my day' guy in it."

then the guy i was talking about came on and she was like, "that's not clint eastwood. that's john wayne," and laughed at me.  i felt a little retarded.

so then just minutes later she was still flipping through channels and came across  mrs. doubtfire, and the line mrs. doubtfire said right then was (i kid you not), "i thought i saw clint eastwood.  that would make my day."

freaky, eh?