Daily Archives: August 19, 2007

We work together, me and Maria. We’re kind of each others back-up person, so it’s really nice that we actually like each other. We even have a standing weekly lunch date where we discuss girly stuff and work things. I had told her about the acne problem I’ve been struggling with about a month ago. She said, “Oh, I had a really big under the skin zit that showed up in the same exact spot every month, so my gynecologist prescribed a gel to put on it. It never came back…”

Friday was our lunch date, we checked out from work, escaped walked out to the parking lot and got in her car. As she started her engine, I said, “Hey, you know that acne gel you recommended?”

“Yeah…”

“I finally got some from my doctor.”

“How do you like it?” She looked at me askance.

“I don’t know, I just got it last night.”

“Oh.” She backed out of the parking spot, “I need to get some more.”

“You do? You’ve only had it a couple months and, dude, that’s a big tube!”

“I know. But my fiance uses it. He puts it on his back, on his chest, on spots that may or may not be zits. He begs me to put it on spots that he can’t reach. I always tell him no!”

I start laughing and said, “He uses it like lotion?”

She nodded her head. We continued over the freeway to our lunch destination. All I could think was, “Cool, there really is someone weirder than me in this world…”