The Box Co.

Introducing...

New pseudonyms. Welcome to the world.

So, I am in the Teaching Option now. As I have iterated in the past, the Teaching Option is populated largely by women. Attractive women. Every last one of them. But there is one that has caught my attention especially. For the purposes of maintaining anonymity (as we have all been known to do), I will refer to her as Stephanie Lynn Nicks or - to use the popular nickname - Stevie Nicks.

Note: I felt the need to clarify that so people will not think Stevie Nicks is a guys name. She is a musician. The nickname was not chosen at random either. It is connected with her real name, but I doubt many will figure it out immediately.

Anyway, she is really nice. Very attractive. We have mostly the same courses this term, which is good. Sadly, she and I do not have jobs at the same school next term. They aren’t even in the same town or region of the province. Perhaps that is an indicator of how things will play out. Long distance relationships are not usually tolerable (just ask this guy) Anyway, yeah. She is a really nice person. She even saved me from having to teach the first class in MTHEL 206A. Of course, the omnipresent thought that she is too good for me lingers, and I cannot help but wonder if she falls into the category of “Hot Girls That Granite Likes Who Inevitably Turn Out To Have Boyfriends”.

Anyway. Yeah. Stevie Nicks. Remember the pseudonym, as it will resurface a few times in the near future.

Binks inquired recently how living in an apartment with two girls has been working out.

To be honest, nothing has come of it. And this doesn’t surprise me. Of the two girls, one of them smokes. As a result, she will never be mentioned again. The other girl - henceforth known as Susan Sarandon - is extremely attractive, extremely kind, and was in her pajamas when I first showed up for a tour of the house. Oh yeah. Remember the “Hot Girls That Granite Likes Who Inevitably Turn Out To Have Boyfriends” category of women I meet? She joined their ranks within the first day when I found out she had been dating the same guy for the past five years. And let me tell you, he is one lucky son of a bitch.

So, yeah. Susan Sarandon is out of the picture, but Stevie Nicks might not be. I guess we shall see.

Maybe I’m simply not cut out for an Danger-esque (not Dangeresque) lifestyle of a billionaire playboy.

SIGH

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