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LOVE HIM/LOVE HIM NOT

Written by Krystall Baull

One question has baffled women for years. This brainteaser has become the Eighth Wonder of the World.

“WHY DIDN'T HE CALL??!!

Here are some frank answers that we all have been seeking:

WHY HASN'T HE CALLED? OUR DATE WAS OVER 10 MINUTES AGO.

You had a first-class date and everything clicked (you thought). If you call or text him that night, you are a stalker. If you wait a couple of days, you need a hobby. Days go by and he still hasn't called. You start playing Celine Dion cds. Well SHE DID sing “our song” at the restaurant. A week goes by and still no call. You start calling your friends for advice while crying hysterically. They just tell you that he was every name in the book and it's his lost. A week later you realize that you've gained 10 pounds! Who knew Ben and Jerry's had so many comforting flavors?? The third week goes by and you still have that one brain cell left telling you that he'll call. I hate to be the one to break it to you, but he's not going to call. That night he got home, drank a beer, and fell asleep on the couch. Winding down was on his mind not you. The next day it was football with his posse. The next few weeks it was all about going to work, the games on t.v., hanging out with the boys, school, and whatever other lame stuff guys do. By the time he does think about you six months has gone by! Then one day he walks past the place you had your first (and only) date and thinks, “I should have called her”.

Front Office Girl

Written by Thekla M. Spencer

Are you having the romance of your dreams right now? Has the man you have waited all these years for finally arrived? Is he attentive, receptive, warm, loving, full of surprises and gives you PDA’s (Public Displays of Affection) by the score? One more question. Do you only encounter this “heat” between the hours of 9 a.m. and 5 p.m.? If you answered yes to all these questions then it’s quite possible that you are caught up in being a “Front Office Girl”. Allow me to unpack this process for you.

I’m sure this whole encounter started off innocently enough. Either you or he was new to the office. You hit it off almost instantly. His conversation was positive and effervescent - heavily spiced with compliments. He spoke of having a significant other maybe once, but rarely spoke of “her” during “your time”. He was forthcoming all right, yet remained reserved. He was so reliable that there was an air of mystique when he wasn’t. In other words, even his mistakes were appealing! Before you knew it, you became the envy of the both the office men and women, and since you didn’t know what more you could ask God or man for, you didn’t.

Greener Grass

Written by Kit Sheppard

There would be no story of heartbreak from Julie tonight. Instead, we all were trying to act like it was nothing out of the ordinary that she had seen fit to bring her new love interest to dinner. That is, until said love interest got up to go to the restroom.

“Ok, I know you’re newly involved and whatnot, but no one brings their other half to Thursday night!” Erin, the workaholic of the group, was never one to sugarcoat words.

“What?” Julie asked innocently, “It is girl’s night. Alex is a girl”. We were all trying to be as supportive as possible of Julie’s decision to ‘try something new’, but that was when we could hear about it, not watch the PDA-filled love fest over the chips and salsa.

“Well, I didn’t pry my baby girl off my boob just to come here and watch your new girlfriend all over yours!” Tabitha said harshly. She had gotten pregnant only a couple of months after her wedding, and was now a fairly new mom in addition to being a fairly new wife. Everyone knew that she was a little testy because she was still nursing and couldn’t have more than 1 glass of wine.

Blood

Written by Kit Sheppard

Ok. Given the situation, maybe I shouldn’t be moping around because I’m missing my usual dinner with the gang. After all, there are more important things than laughter, gossip, and drinks (not too many, but there are some). And, when my best friend from high school, I felt an obligation to her, for old times sake. I mean, I hadn’t talked to her in a couple of years, and then, only in passing. But, when we were younger, we were inseparable, practically family. She may as well have been blood. So, when I got the call, at 1:30 in the afternoon (smack dab in the middle of All My Children!), and I heard her voice on the other end of the telephone, my stomach lurched, like I was at the top of the country’s best rollercoaster, about to plummet down and speed out of control.

“Hey,” she began, her voice shaky and unsure, “you got a minute?”

“Uh, yeah. This is a surprise. What’s up?” After all this time, it was as if I had just gotten out of cheerleader practice and she was calling to re-hash the events of the day, as always.

All About Eve

Written by Kit Sheppard

“Oh,” said Nik, like he just realized exactly why E= MC2, “so that’s what she can’t keep a man. Well, I thought it was that hairweave. I mean it’s so obvious!” He rolled his eyes, and took a sip of his appletini. Late, as I often was, to our Thursday night get-together, I often came in on the tail-end of a conversation that I refuse to ask questions about. Nik and Julie lived for celebrity gossip, and could spend the entire night gossiping about what Hollywood’s ‘finest’ were up to, if you’d let them. I often tried to steer the conversation elsewhere.

“So,” I asked, after the waiter had taken everyone’s order, “what’s been going on?” Once everyone else mentioned what had been going on in their lives, since our last dinner, Eve, after taking a sip of her peach martini, told us what had been going on with her, and this time, it didn’t revolve around her children.

It turns out that what’s been going on was that our newly divorced Eve was in crisis. She hadn’t dated or anything, since the divorce from Jin, her college sweetheart. After 8 years, three kids, and 2 dogs, Jin decided that he wasn’t connecting with Eve. He told her that he needed to be with someone that shared his Asian background. Jin, it seems, hadn’t even realized that he was missing out culturally until Christy, a 22 year old who, Eve would later find out, was only half Asian (hey, apparently half is better than none!), had started working at his firm.

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