Oops. Lowell Expected.
You know how it goes- you think a little, find a thought you like, fixate on it, expectations form around the thought… and then someone lights a fire under the whole thing.
I’ve been there and done that. Possibly you have too.
It’s always nice when everyone’s on the same page, isn’t it?
Or at least reading the same book, which Paste ISN’T. He’s streaming a video of that scary empty-building-but-with-monsters thing while everyone else is reading the latest Management Paradigm Shifting Bestseller.
But as long as he doesn’t rush into anything… or as long as he doesn’t rush into anything without thinking up some really truly rash thing to add to whatever he’s rushing into… Oh, who am I kidding? Something’s gonna get broke. You wait.
You know how Paste comes up with all this clever stuff where he’s one step ahead of someone?
It’s because he doesn’t burn up time with other things. Reading. Personal Grooming. Laundry. Cleaning. Grocery shopping.
Of course, he cut out other stuff, too… Family time. TV time. Videogame time.
See what you can get done when it’s all entirely about YOU?
Genius.
The sun is up on a new day, and now it’s time that someone create order from the chaos that is the new iteration of the Outdoor Galore Store.
Shall it be the Alpha male businessman with the money behind him? The MBA with a knack for bumbling where he needs to bumble? The corporate shark with her steely gaze and determination to carve the world into a shape that suits her? The Alpha male upstart kid with a knack for understanding people and motivations without understanding that he has a knack?
It’ll probably be Nikki, who’s just looking for some job security, y’know?
Kara said she needed to talk to somebody. I guess she was just being methodical deciding who it was she’d talk to?
What’s nice, of course, is that the last person she decided to talk to is an expert in such things, and had wine. It would have been difficult on Kara to have to circle back to someone else as the best choice.
Or start talking to utter strangers, hoping that they had wine. THOSE conversations get weird.
Poor Lowell. Also, Yay, Lowell!
Careful what you wish for.
Well, here ya go. Dreams come true for everyone, right?
Riiiiiight.
If you didn’t know better, you’d think that Lowell didn’t want to continue that particular conversation.
Ms Wiggins-Ross doesn’t seem altogether surprised at discovering that Lowell has learned that he can have fun outdoors.
Hmm. Wonder what that means.
Have I mentioned Ms. Wiggins-Ross’s first name before? I’m pretty sure I have.
And one of you guys at least has worked out Pete’s terrible name issue. I wonder if anyone has come full circle with it and worked out where the whole gag came from?
Anyhow, It’s Weird Week (the week between Christmas and New Year) and you know I usually don’t post this week. So, see you in 2020!
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