Pre Trip East Canada
Pre Trip Story
So I’m sure some of you are wondering what I’ve been up to since my last trip, but I can tell you it’s been quite a journey over the last year and a half. My severance from St Paul Travelers ran out in November of 2006 so it would have probably been a good idea that I find a job before that happens. Well, I found out there are other ways of making money and what I was doing didn’t feel like work at all.
It all started one warm October day when I was out mowing thelawn the way I always mow it on a warm day, shirtless. That could only mean one thing, the neighborhood hottie out walking her dogs just to get a peak. Well, this day was different because this time she decided to say something, no she wasn’t talking smack, but just a friendly ‘Hi’ and whether I’d like to help walk the dogs…well, how could I turn down an offer like that. I’d like to say one thing led to another, but after the first encounter, she did warn me that she was married. The way I put it, doesn’t matter to me cuz there’s no reason we can’t be friends, that is unless her husband is one of those jealous gun owners. Ok, not the case and even better – he’s wealthy and doesn’t care what she does, herself or with his money…her sugar daddy and guess who became my sugar mama – you got it, thanks T!
I know, hard to imagine, but when I talked about having to get a job otherwise I’d have to see about selling my place and getting something cheaper as well as a job, I got an offer that I just couldn’t pass up. She’d pay for my house and give me a monthly allowance if I was a good boy, or better yet, a bad boy, but a good man and that sounded just like me.
That’s just the start to what has become a very lucrative business for me. After placing an ad in the local “Craig’s list” to help those lonely souls with a little companionship I’ve grown a business from the neighborhood hottie to one of the premier businesses in the cities. No, not the kind of escort service you might be thinking about, this is ligit because I’m normally a one woman man. You mean you weren’t thinking escort?
Well, that sounds like a good story and wished I could tell you its all true, but out of it all there’s only some truth’s…you’ll just have to figure those out yourself. I am in the business of consulting and no, not one where I get to help those lonely souls…on second thought!? I am consulting as a business analyst for one of the Twin Cities leading consulting firms in financial services, Weatherly Consulting and love the work - and money. I’ve been on contract with Ameriprise since November and the timing couldn’t have been better. When the severance ran out, remember the one I told you about earlier, my paychecks thru Weatherly started coming in, I’m set. My first contract was for six months, but they must’ve liked the work I was doing enough to extend me two more times. Normally, you can work there for up to a year without an extension, but I guess I was one of those exceptions, that was up until June 30th rolled around…no more extensions. That doesn’t mean I can’t go back, but I’d have to wait their required 3 months off before coming back. I wished that meant I was on vacation for the next 3 months, but am actively seeking another contract with other firms.
There’s so much more that’s happened over the last year and a half that I just don’t know where to start, so how’bout I try to put a long story into a small nutshell? I still curl every winter, love the sport and it’s still one that if I worked at it, could make the Olympics. I have taken some fun bike trips, Sturgis for my 10th straight year, Madeline island and now, well, this trip is a whole new adventure that we’ll just have to see where it takes us. Happy hour most every Friday night, but with a change in venue, Jake’s in Eagan and I still make those wagon trips…on the wagon the start of curling season and for a month after…hey, I gotta dry out somehow. Working out as much as before, but finding it harder to do the older I get…what am I saying, I feel like I’m in my mid 20’s, and don’t think differently. Yea, there are more stories, but some of those will just have to wait.
Now, it’s time to see where the bike will take me and what kind of stories I can find heading east.
“The story of our life in the end is not our life…it is our story.”
So I’m sure some of you are wondering what I’ve been up to since my last trip, but I can tell you it’s been quite a journey over the last year and a half. My severance from St Paul Travelers ran out in November of 2006 so it would have probably been a good idea that I find a job before that happens. Well, I found out there are other ways of making money and what I was doing didn’t feel like work at all.
It all started one warm October day when I was out mowing thelawn the way I always mow it on a warm day, shirtless. That could only mean one thing, the neighborhood hottie out walking her dogs just to get a peak. Well, this day was different because this time she decided to say something, no she wasn’t talking smack, but just a friendly ‘Hi’ and whether I’d like to help walk the dogs…well, how could I turn down an offer like that. I’d like to say one thing led to another, but after the first encounter, she did warn me that she was married. The way I put it, doesn’t matter to me cuz there’s no reason we can’t be friends, that is unless her husband is one of those jealous gun owners. Ok, not the case and even better – he’s wealthy and doesn’t care what she does, herself or with his money…her sugar daddy and guess who became my sugar mama – you got it, thanks T!
I know, hard to imagine, but when I talked about having to get a job otherwise I’d have to see about selling my place and getting something cheaper as well as a job, I got an offer that I just couldn’t pass up. She’d pay for my house and give me a monthly allowance if I was a good boy, or better yet, a bad boy, but a good man and that sounded just like me.
That’s just the start to what has become a very lucrative business for me. After placing an ad in the local “Craig’s list” to help those lonely souls with a little companionship I’ve grown a business from the neighborhood hottie to one of the premier businesses in the cities. No, not the kind of escort service you might be thinking about, this is ligit because I’m normally a one woman man. You mean you weren’t thinking escort?
Well, that sounds like a good story and wished I could tell you its all true, but out of it all there’s only some truth’s…you’ll just have to figure those out yourself. I am in the business of consulting and no, not one where I get to help those lonely souls…on second thought!? I am consulting as a business analyst for one of the Twin Cities leading consulting firms in financial services, Weatherly Consulting and love the work - and money. I’ve been on contract with Ameriprise since November and the timing couldn’t have been better. When the severance ran out, remember the one I told you about earlier, my paychecks thru Weatherly started coming in, I’m set. My first contract was for six months, but they must’ve liked the work I was doing enough to extend me two more times. Normally, you can work there for up to a year without an extension, but I guess I was one of those exceptions, that was up until June 30th rolled around…no more extensions. That doesn’t mean I can’t go back, but I’d have to wait their required 3 months off before coming back. I wished that meant I was on vacation for the next 3 months, but am actively seeking another contract with other firms.
There’s so much more that’s happened over the last year and a half that I just don’t know where to start, so how’bout I try to put a long story into a small nutshell? I still curl every winter, love the sport and it’s still one that if I worked at it, could make the Olympics. I have taken some fun bike trips, Sturgis for my 10th straight year, Madeline island and now, well, this trip is a whole new adventure that we’ll just have to see where it takes us. Happy hour most every Friday night, but with a change in venue, Jake’s in Eagan and I still make those wagon trips…on the wagon the start of curling season and for a month after…hey, I gotta dry out somehow. Working out as much as before, but finding it harder to do the older I get…what am I saying, I feel like I’m in my mid 20’s, and don’t think differently. Yea, there are more stories, but some of those will just have to wait.
Now, it’s time to see where the bike will take me and what kind of stories I can find heading east.
“The story of our life in the end is not our life…it is our story.”
posted by Dalej Webb at 9:13 PM
1 Comments:
Hey Dale,
Isn't funny how one person's version of a story can be so dramatically different from another's! ;) Oh well, you always were one to embellish things a bit!
Just wanted to wish you a safe journey filled with mornings of "Sunshine", days of "Good Directions", and nights of "Sweet Dreams"!
All my best,
T.
a.k.a. "Sugar Mama"
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