Interesting afternoon.

Get back to he warehouse. Secretary s*** whistles at me across the warehouse. I say “noooo… Not today” does it again, as I’m walking into the office where there’s water cooler talk. A few women and a few men. One of the women asks me “Do you know what a harem is?” I replied “yeah, it’s….. Uh…” I know what it is, I just couldn’t figure out how to word it. Someone said “It’s a bunch of hoes” yeah. I said it’s one guy’s women.

It’s a group of women who belong to an Arab king.

Not sure what they were talking about but alright….

So, I go out again, first stop is the restaurant with the young woman who refers to me as “my dear” she is there, refering to me as “my dear” and Matt’s there too who I have known in this industry for 22 years at different places who joke b****** at me “hey, you can’t bring that s*** in here. I laugh and bring 4 cart loads of that s*** in there, get the invoice from the young lady who wishes me a good weekend my dear. I replied have a good weekend, except you, Matt. Matt looks at us and says to her “hey… If you really knew this guy, you wouldn’t be saying My Dear”