Ain't got a whole lot of shit to talk about (yeah, right!)

Not a whole hell of a lot has happened since last weeks post.  I had to fly to Dallas on Monday for an orientation/training session with the new corporate masters.  I never realized how BIG of a company this is, or how many things we are involved in.  I felt like I was a rookie with these guys, since the average time with the company most of these people had was about 8 years.  Little old me with only 5 days under my belt with these guys and I ran all over them in classes.  No one wanted to speak up about anything.  Then they had us do some role-playing for management/HR counseling.  Poor bastards gave me one where I got to be an employee who hates everyone--not much of a stretch for me.  Poor girl they had to play "manager" was too soft spoken and quiet--I ran all over her.  By the end of it, everyone wanted to strangle me, including the HR director.
 
I officially withdrew from school for the Summer term,  mainly because class and work combined were kicking my ass.  Before I left I asked my teacher if there was anything she wanted--she said "a man."  I told her it wasn't that type of a trip for me.  I know a lot of men who find her attractive, but are intimidated by her.  She is HOT though and if it weren't for the fact that she was my teacher, I'd be all over it.  She's got the most captivating eyes I've ever seen, and one hell of a personality (not to mention a smokin body).
 
I was supposed to go to the HOT pharmicist's going away party last night, but decided to pass since she is hell bent on getting me wasted.  It's too bad that she's moving back to El Paso, I'll get over it though.  Met another hottie the other night.  She was in my Algebra class last semester and she needed someone to talk too since the Argentinians were hitting on her.  She figured that I was a "safe" person to talk to.  She comes by the office about 3 times a week to get things for the drama department(mainly ice).  The only thing is that I fell like a dirty old man (she's only 21).  But then again that never stopped me, as long as they were old enough to buy beer legally.
 
That should about do it for now, I need to get back to work cleaning up the office and planning menu's for Fall semester.
 
Pace.