At the Borgo Pass my carriage will await you and will bring you to me. I trust that your journey from London has been a happy one, and that you will enjoy your stay in my beautiful land.
Your friend,
Dracula
-Bram Stoker
"Dracula"
Twenty-five years ago today:
May 29, 1985
Wednesday
I woke up and did my usual ‘pick up’ Sherri duty. I drove to The City. Work was very trying and tiring. Roxanne, the red-headed bitch accused me of stealing a sale and told coworker, Maria Uchi, about it.
Roxanne told Maria, “Maria, you had a record order on file about the sale. It’s your sale!”
Maria did not insist on having the RCF, so I kept it as my own sale. That was the end of that. It was just the principle of the thing. I felt I sold it and I didn’t like how Roxanne chose to butt in to a matter that had nothing to do with her.
At lunch, Dale, Ryan, Joe and I went to view the new apartments that have been recently, newly built in the area. They were nice but I felt that they were quite the rip-off. I am really lucky to be paying $75 a month and having Marty around to pay the $400 difference. He’s getting a deal actually!
I returned to that infamous pad of mine and fell asleep. At about 7:10PM I received a phone call from Rachelle. She was at the gym since 4:30PM.
“I’ve been here forever and I was just wondering when you are coming.”
“Oh,” I said groggily, “I fell asleep. I am on my way now.”
I did not arrive to the gym until 7:30PM or so. Rachelle nagged me to no end, making tidbit comments about standing her up. It was Phil who drilled the idea into her mind. I know it. We worked out and then went to Red Robin for dinner at Bay Fair Shopping Mall.
I am in a sea of wonders. I doubt. I fear. I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul.
-Bram Stoker
"Dracula"
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