Sunday, August 9, 2009

Wingman or wing woman? titles don't matter

Just got a call from a co-worker. Apparently I am the best wing man ever. I talk to everyone at work just b/c you never know who you may need to rely on. I talk about the people I know there b/c I hang out with them. This guy who we'll call Paul calls me and says "Tamz thanks girl you are the best wing man ever". Some long forgotten conversations that I had with Jerry the cute little gay guy I befriended right out of training left strong impressions. So they hooked up last night and have some sort of relationship. This is like the third maybe forth time I've aided in someone's love life. I might have future I never considered

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