I’m working 11:00am-6:30pm today instead of my usual 1:30pm-9:00pm (ugh, that shift) because Henry and I are going to see Gary Numan tonight at the Altar Bar and I am practically scratching my skin off in anticipation. I’ve been at work for about 30 minutes and have had about 17 variations of this conversation because my co-workers get freaked out when they see me in the AM:
Them: WHY ARE YOU HERE.
Me: Because I’m leaving at 6:30 today.
Me: Because Henry and I are going to see Gary Numan.
Me: Sigh. The guy who sang that 80s song “Cars.”
Some of them: OH THAT GUY.
But it’s pretty major that for once, most people here actually know who I’m going to see! Unless they’re just doing the smile and nod thing.
Anyway, the Gary Numan I like most is the stuff that came later, and the Exile album is my favorite of all time, so if he plays at least one song from that, I will be 100% content and might even put my head on Henry’s shoulder, who really does not want to go tonight and I almost ended up buying just one ticket, but then a song from Gary Numan’s new album was on an episode of Pretty Little Liars a few weeks ago and suddenly Henry was all in.
In other work news, I took a few minutes away from writing this blog post to visit my office-neighbor Patrick and fawn over a picture of him and his girlfriend, when suddenly out of the corner of my eye, I saw Nate wheel up to the door of Patrick’s office-thing and I jumped back because I thought he was in a wheelchair, but it was only just a wheeled chair.
I was all at once frightened and excited, and Nate said he wouldn’t be adverse to me pushing him around the office. This is really turning out to be quite an excellent day.