Some of you may remember a certain someone I sort of worked with last Summer. He didn't work in the Center with me. He worked as a marketing person for the Tower, but he had very little work to do, so he spent most of his time in my Center, either goofing off on the Internet, or answering the four dozen cellphone calls he'd get from his wife and/or stepdaughter (and this is no exaggeration).

He called me 'Jenny-Jenn-Jenn'.

Now, most of you know that no one, BUT NO ONE calls me Jenny. It gives me hives. There was a girl in my highschool with the same name as me, though she went by 'Jenny'. She sucked. She was my nemesis.

Actually, I do let one person, Vicks, call me Jenny. But only her. I let my girls in from MTA call me Jenné, but that's altogether different.

But what the FUCK is 'Jenny-Jenn-Jenn'?

So, anyway, the incessant cellphone conversations, the stupid nicknames, combined with his overbearing attitudes on what I should do with my life (see 200 Things About Me, #18), obviously did not put this guy on the top of my list of favorite people.

So, then I get this email this morning, with 'hey sexy' in the subject heading...

"How is everything up there in Nova Scotia. I just wanted to drop you a quick hello.Kinda like a quicky..lol I miss you, Hope all is well and you are enjoying you new job. I'm just winding down my school year. only 26 days left before OJT. Hope I get to go somewhere good. I put in for ********. Hopefull (fingers crossed) that I will get to go there. It will be a long summer without you though. I had a great time with you. We should have had a summer fling...lol Maybe next time. Drop me a note and let me know that you are ok. "

Isn't that a little odd? No, odd isn't the right word... More like.. ICKY.