Bill Heard Chevrolet

Bill Heard Chevrolet went out of business nationwide today.  My brother works at the Huntsville Location, has done so for twenty some odd years. Today he's out of a job; the word on the street is that the new owners, to be announced at a later date, might offer the technicians their jobs back, in or around three weeks from now.
 I'll keep my fingers crossed, although I think my brother would happier with a city job, he's always talking about how he misses working for the city.
 He's going to try to force the issue on the Cavalier tomorrow. Someone has to come get it, you'd think they would give it to him rather than pay to have it transported and stored somewhere. *sigh* I hope he gets it so I can get it.
 Work was hard today, as usual, lots of dishes, and I prepped not only todays' special (8 ounce hamburger steaks and home made mac and cheese) I also got tomorrow's chicken cooked and pulled off the bone (tomorrow is chicken salad , and my boss has been cooking it at the last second lately and serving WARM chicken salad, the idiot)
 So tomorrow we'll actually have COLD chicken salad. I just have to cut up the papayas/pineapples/watermelon/apples for the fruit plate. Who knew Papayas looked like this inside?
 

I chaired the five-thirty meeting, as I have done all month.  I got there an hour early, as I usually do.  Claudia was there.
 I've got a little bit of a crush on her, I doubt she's queer, but she has sort of gravitated towards me... she's been sitting next to me when I chair.
 Tonight when I was in the kitchen making coffee before the meeting she came in and started talking to me. Quite animatedly, and I was really enjoying the conversation, not to mention her company.
 Of course that was the moment my sponsor walks in and demands a hug, breaking the moment. It always happens that way.
 Claudia sat next to my sponsor and I... I doubt she's gay, but she IS nice to talk to... I should ask her for coffee at any rate.
 She's dealing with accepting lower wages after having a great job/house/car etc... which she lost to drinking.
 I told her how I'd had the same problems... she asked me how I deal with it and I told her it was all about gratitude, being happy for what I do have, not being upset about what I don't have, it's the only way to make it through this.
 I'm okay most of the time, until I start talking to someone like Claudia and wishing the conversation could go on for a few hours, or when I lay down to go to bed and wish someone like that was there to hold on to as I fall asleep. It's not even about sex anymore, I'd just kill for someone to bond with.
 I need to bond with someone desperately.
Jeez Low-eeze, the south is hard for me.
I'm on the eleventh step... I don't think I've ever gotten this far before.
On an unrelated note, I'm really loving season two of Dexter. I think it's hilarious that he goes to NA meetings pretending to be a junkie, gets a hot female manipulative sponsor... who is a sculptress from England.
 Good grief, the luck of some people.