small world

earlier this week, on the dry erase board at work, one of the drivers (her name is beckie) wrote to the other "lonely hearts" that this band she was friends with was playing at headhunters on the night of the 14th and that she would be there, in case anyone wanted to show up. so i looked up the band, and i noticed something: the lead singer is "the" lesbian of brownsville. her name is virginia. see, when i was in high school, and some time after such, you didn't get any credit in the lez world until you'd scissored with virginia. she was like a one-woman debutante ball. you weren't considered a lez until you'd gotten her seal of approval. which is kinda sad, in hindsight. anyway. i knew virginia was in austin when i ran into her at the gravy train show back in '05. while having never officially been introduced to virginia, i knew of her. infamy, if you will. and she was always a friend of a friend. but it made austin feel that much smaller to me to find out that someone i work with is connected to someone from my hometown, who was connected to the even smaller gay network of my hometown. really. weird.

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at work today, i was talking with one of the other drivers, andrea. the subject came up of austin java. and i said that i didn't mind going there because i was a fan of some people that worked there. she asked who. i said, well, this one really cute guy. she asked if the one with the new-ish mohawk. i said yes. then the dispatcher chimed in and said he thought he was douchey. andrea said that said austin java employee had a girlfriend. i said that doesn't mean anything.

it wasn't until i was one my next delivery that i realized i should've said something to the effect that i have to gaydar, and that i like what i like, often to my own displeasure since most guys i crush on tend to be of the hetero persuasion. but whatever. now andrea and jim know that i think that guy is hot. and that's something. i think.

i'm just glad i didn't blert out that i thought our co-worker clay was hot. that would've been awkward. especially since he was dispatching when i got in today, and i thought i made overt googley eyes at him when he gave me my first five deliveries.

sigh. i'm such a git.

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at the end of my shift today, i said that i needed a drink. part of that was because a lot of my deliveries tonight were for stupid people who, after banging (hard) on their doors, i had to call to say "i'm at your door" for them to respond with "oh, i didn't hear you knocking." you didn't hear me knocking? are you fucking deaf? you neighbors could hear me knocking! plus, i got pulled over by a cop for my rear right blinker being out. i sweet-talked my way out of it by saying i had no idea, that i had just five minutes ago gotten into my car. the cop let me off with a warning, and i'm counting my lucky stars about that, because i cannot afford a ticket right now.

anyway. i told jim that i needed a drink and was probably going to barflys (which i did end up going to for two beers). he said i should hit up some other driver whom i didn't know. i just kinda nodded my head, but i really wanted to say "i don't know who that is", because, really, i am amy poehler's impersonation of kelly ripa. sigh.