-Christopher Bram
"Mapping the Territory"
Twenty-five years ago today
February 12, 1986
Wednesday
I’ve decided to make reservations in Sunnyvale at MICHAEL J’s Restaurant as a special outing for Chad and I on Friday night. I’ve never eaten there and I’ve always wanted to try it.
Steph, my supervisor, was a real bitch yesterday.
At about quarter to five o’clock I asked, “Could you give me another couple of Job Transfer forms?”
She snapped at me in a very abrupt manner, “Go to Dolores for the forms!”
Her attitude was such a ‘bitchy’ one. I need to move-on. I can’t be her pupil forever! Shit!
MICHAEL J’s Restaurant in Sunnyvale was fully booked for Friday night.
I telephoned Chad to inform him that we couldn’t get in.
Chad said, “It doesn’t surprise me. I hate Sunnyvale and San Jose. I don’t want to eat out there.”
I don’t necessarily want to eat out there either but he doesn’t have to get all ‘huffy and puffy’ about it!
Chad changed his attitude and said, “I’ve been thinking of you a lot. I miss you.”
Those words made me feel good.
“I’ve been thinking of you too, Chad.”
I called the Oakland Placement Center and was informed that I must submit a portfolio for the Copy Service Artist position. I am really interested in that position. I’m going to work on my portfolio and see about entering a new transfer request. For now I plan to submit only for Directory Sales Rep. in San Jose, Oakland and San Francisco. I will submit another for Directory Office Rep. in San Francisco. In the meantime I can put together a portfolio that will be presentable enough for the Copy Service Artist job. Hopefully I will do something very artistic each night (or each week) for the portfolio. I intend to go to Michael’s Art Supplies in The City for supplies. If only everything didn’t cost money.
I went straight to the gym after work. Leonard Perillo happened to be there.
Leonard said, “Hey, Mike! A gal from the Placement Center called me. She was probing for a lot of details.”
“Really,” I said with a disguised gulp.
“Yeah, but I faked it well.”
I smiled. Whatever.
I said, “Thanks.”
Yet, his assistance was of no worth anyway since I pulled those Transfers because of my CLASS 3 ratings.
I was home by 8PM and Chris Cordellos came by. It was good to see him. He cut my hair while I was watching DYNASTY on TV.
“This is so nice of you to come all this way to cut my hair,” I said.
“Yeah, I know,” Chris said in his smart-alec, joking way.
“I know hair stylists don’t usually do house calls,” I said with a laugh.
A bit later he asked if I could loan him a few bucks. I didn’t mind paying him three dollars for the haircut. Ha-ha.
I said, “You know, Chris, you can spend the night if you want.”
We both fell asleep in the living room watching NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET.
Denise Vinsonhaler called me.
“So what’s up for this Friday night?”
It’s Valentine’s Day. That’s a sure-fire hint that she wants to be my Valentine.
I replied, “I’m not sure yet.”
“I think I’m going to BAXTER’s, so maybe we can go to the Jacuzzi afterwards.”
“That sounds tempting,” I said.
Denise ended by saying, “Okay, I’ll call you tomorrow night.”
The Jacuzzi idea sounded familiar but I didn’t tell her that. I also did not let on that Chad and I are going out. I will have to look into some good restaurants. Maybe AVANTI’s is a good choice because everywhere else is probably booked on Valentine’s night. I shall try.
Chad telephoned around 10:20PM.
“What did you do tonight?” Chad asked.
“I went to the gym.”
I didn’t bother to tell him about my ‘house call’ haircut. I thought I’d surprise him when he sees me. He said some mushy stuff and I returned the same sort of stuff. Chris Cordellos happened to still be at my place when Chad called but I didn’t tell Chad. I didn’t want Chad to suspect anything. There was no need for suspicion. Chris and I are friends and ‘that’s it’.
Chad was a bit aloof and snobby. I’m learning to deal with it. He better watch it though. I mean—I’m an easy person to get along with. He’s pushing it sometimes, making it hard for me to get along with him. We’ll see.
Margaret Lai didn’t come in to work today. Emmalene Yee took me out to lunch to The Waterfront. It was nice. I felt underdressed. It was a good lunch. We talked about my career aspirations. We spoke of Pac Bell Publishing, Pac Tel International and the Project Victoria along with becoming an Account Executive versus getting in to Advertising Sales in Yellow Pages (and the drawbacks of Spanish Yellow Pages).
It’s funny. I telephoned Step Redding and my mom yesterday, telling them how excited I was about the Spanish Yellow Pages in Los Angeles. Now I don’t feel like I really want to do that. Oh well…Cest la vie.
"I don't like being told what to do. I don't like being summoned."
-actress, Angelina Jolie
"The Tourist", 2010 Film
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