the rest of the training session went well, if I don't count Gentleman who, because I arrived after everyone had gotten started, was sitting next to the only seat left available. He liked to talk, joke, and insinuate things loudly--mostly in my direction. I got a free movie pass out of it so I don't know whether I should be disgusted with myself or giddy I didn't have to pay for it (I suppose in the larger sense, I already did).
I have three weeks to either see "Sherlock Holmes" so I can discuss it with him, or give him back his movie pass. No matter which way I choose, I'll be going to our follow-up training ready to remind him how I'm sure money may be security to some women, and he no doubt thinks his son (a high stakes gambler, of a sorts) is quite the catch, but I don't care how much he makes; I have a boyfriend who knows I really am not in it for the money and did I mention: I have a boyfriend?
Sinfest comic of the day: