moosh in indy.

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Part I in how the moosh came to be here.

Welcome to Part II.

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“Radio Shack, this is Todd, how may I help you?”
“Hi, uh, is Cody there?”

“Yes he is, one moment please.” (Pause)

“Thank you for calling Radio Shack, this is Cody, how may I help you?”

(***SQUEEE!!!!***)

“Uh, hi, Cody? This is Casey, from Fredericks down the hall? (Yes, I said Fredericks.) Um, I was just wondering if maybe you wanted to go out sometime?”

“Uh, sure. Let me get your number.”

(SQUEEE!!!!)

(number exchange takes place)

“I’ll call you when I get back from New York next week.”

SQUEEE!!!! New York? He must do something really cool and important to be going to New York! HE’S GOING TO CALL ME! SQUEEE!!!! I asked out cute Radio Shack boy. La la la. I’m going on a date.

Just then a nosy customer in my store piped up. (I say my store because I was manger. I say nosy because who cares what she has to say? I was going on a date with RadioShack boy.)

“Good job, that’s how I met my husband.”

(Internal dialoge) WHAT? SHUT UP! I don’t want a husband! Are you kidding me? They require maintenance and a COMMITMENT! I don’t do commitment. NO HUSBAND. They get FAT and DEMANDING. And the commitment! OH THE COMMITMENT. Nope. No way. Just lookin’ for a little action, not the ol’ ball and chain.

(External dialoge)”Uh, congratulations. I’m actually not in the market for one of those just now.”

Tuesday came, and he called. (SQUEEE!!!!)

To be continued…

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Your questions? OH! Your questions. I LOVE THEM. November is going to be the BEST MONTH EVER, thanks to you. (And you, and you over there, and you back there with the screaming toddler.) In fact I love them so much I’m going to start with this one from Schrodinger’s Cat. (I don’t know how to do the dots. I don’t even know how to properly spell umlaut. The o is supposed to have umlauts, adjust accordingly.)

If you were to get infected with rabies: list people you would bite.

So if you watch the office you’ll know the off color jokes I have at my disposal. But guess what? There really IS a rabies charity, THERE’S AN ENTIRE WORLD RABIES DAY.And guess what EVEN MORE? When you get rabies or they think you have rabies you have to get like a bajillionty (expensive! Hi Erica!) shots IN TENDER AREAS OF FLESH.

So I wouldn’t bite anyone. Rabies is the foaming barking killer. With lots and lots of thick juicy shots in soft fleshy areas. Darn, that wasn’t nearly as fun as I thought it would be.

Comments off.

oooohhh, i love to hear hook-up stories! i can feel the excitement all over again! squeeee!

oh, and my favorite part of that office episode is when they present a check made out to SCIENCE to a stripper in a nurse costume. could life get any better???

Wait. I totally can’t get past Frederick’s. I can’t think of a more fun place to work as a single girl. And for Cody? Sweet!

wow. you had the courage to call him? you rock, girl!

I can’t get past the Frederick’s either! You have a wild side…I want to hear more of that

Bwahahaha! I called and asked my husband out for our first date too!

Wasn’t The Office sooooo good last night. (I knew they were going to bring Karen back in some capacity.)

Oh, also LOVE the how-we-met story. Really sweet.

Can’t wait for the rest of the story… and how much did working at Fredericks give you points when asking him out? Ok, crappy sentence form, but you know what I mean.

I’m hoping you hopped the plane to NY with him for your first date…am I right? Am I right?

If you’re looking for more material, I’ve tagged you for a meme on my site, too!

From one forward gal to another, well done. My husband and I would not be married right now had I not gathered up the nerve to call him.

Squeeeee!

so fun, your story is so interesting.

You two are so cute!

And I’m LMAO at the Office thing. I was so tempted to buy the “Support the Rabid” bracelets. That cracked me up.

i support the rabid.

I could totally think of some people to bite. But maybe I’m just mean and hateful.
I can’t help it, the hormones have taken over.

This series of posts is awesome.
And as an aside, if I hadn’t asked my husband out the first time, we probably would never have hooked up. He was way too nerdy and stuff to ask such a cool, awesomely gorgeous gal like me out.
Ok, so that’s stretching it. But it sounded good in my head.

Oh yes, commitment phob – that was me too (seriously, I just wanted to shag the guy who sat near the photocopier at work, not marry him – and now look at us!)

As for the rabies question – damn, are you sure there is not one person? I’m sure i could think of a few…

I think my favorite part (so far) about this story is the “Squeee!!!”s.

So great.

Love the “Squee”s! So far, so good.

…I can’t believe you called him! And you worked at Fredericks! What guy wouldn’t say yes to that?

My best friend got bit by an icky, temple dog while we were in Thailand.. had to go get those bazillions of shots through out SE Asia from all sorts of shady characters through out our 6 week journey. Definitely something to save up for your most despised enemy..but even then. Maybe if you looked like you had rabies, but didn’t, and could bite someone to give them a scare? Then you know they’d lie, but would still have to go through the torturous process of shots .. especially while backpacking through SE Asia!

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