Let me set this up for you. While living in Hawai'i, I went through this breakup and this was all the aftermath. It's funny how a terrible experience can turn into something that you will look back on years later and still laugh at how things transpired!
It's funny how good advice will come from the most unlikely sources. Until next time...Keep Cooking!
- Jul 11, 2007Okay, not as bad as it sounds, but that is what I'm going to title my memoirs when I publish them. Look for it at you local bookstores as early as Spring of 2008. I'm sure they'll be flying off the shelves!
Nah, in all seriousness, here's the story. Saturday night, one of my friend's came to my rescue and took me out to shake my break up blues. After some yummy food, and a Watermelon Jolly Rancher Martini, a Godiva Chocolate/Coconut Martini and some other miscellaneous drinks, we head down to the usual haunts.
All was going well...so I thought. Well towards the end of the night, and after a few more drinks, the emotion of everything going on in my life hit me. And I decided that it was time for me to leave. I hugged my friend and he said to call him if I needed him.
Well I didn't even make it across the street before the flood gates opened. So I called him and again he came to my rescue. Poor thing listened to me babble on and on for a good twenty minutes. Now I'm a firm believer in crying. I think it's good for the soul, and lets a lot of pent up things out. And I'm not just talking about the shed a few tears kind of crying. I mean the all out bawling, and heep heep heeping, and the snot running down your face kind of crying. **sidenote** Now realize that all this heep heep heeping wasn't just about the breakup, I had a lot of things that also played a part in it. **end sidenote**
So twenty minutes later I got myself together, and I started my walk home. As I was standing at a corner waiting for the light to change, I looked to my right. And there, sent from heaven, was a tranny. She looked at me, and mind you if I was a girl and was wearing makeup my mascara would have been running down my face and on my shirt, and she said, "You okay hunny?" And I mustered a "I've had better days." And she said,"Gurrrrllllll, I bet it was a breakup." As she shakes her head, "Well don't let her get you down! You just hold your head up high and go about your business." As I smiled I said, "Thanks."
I laughed for the next three blocks, thinking to myself, "This is what your life has come down too...leaving a club and bawling your eyes out and then taking advice from trannies."
Granted there wasn't a light shining down from above on her, like Roma Downey in Touched by an Angel, but still those few words just gave me what I needed to smile. So I did exactly as she said.
You never know what life is going to throw your way, and you never know who's going to be there to give you some advice. I never once in a million years thought I would be...Touched by a Tranny.
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