Springfield!
I went to Springfield today. This was the first time i woke up before 7am in months. I almost did not want to go.
Back in March when i was still searching for a job I had asked about openings all over the place. One was in
Springfield, Missouri. I drove 3 and half hours thinking this will just be a waste of time because the chances
of me working here are essentially zero. But overall it was a good visit. Hospital was great and people were
genuine. I might sign on to help them on weekends. Maybe when spring comes I might even work there full
time since I wont have any more commitments.
I was also upset about another relationship that turned sour so the mini-trip was a relief. Not really upset,
not really sad, but more disappointed. It took so long for me to recover from Linda. I didnt think another
relationship could last. I hesitated to start anything and then when i finally felt like this girl might be worth
it, another attempt, risk another long distance, maybe another disaster, she ended it.
The hospital's director took me out to a nice dinner as part of the tour. He's a doctor who also went to my
medical school. Two other women joined us. I tried to be good, i'm generally terrible at eating with strangers.
For some reason the conversation went to relationships. I suppose they wanted to know more about me.
In exchange one of the women offered up that she married her high school boyfriend for 23 years and then
had a divorce. The other woman has never been married, even though she's still physically attractive.
The doctor is in middle of a divorce right now. I couldn't contribute much to the conversation but i liked
hearing the experiences, especially since they went through such an ordeal, including having kids while
he was in residency training. He didn't seem sad or upset but i can tell he was disappointed.
I didn't want to stay in the hotel so after dinner i drove out to the city by myself. The first bar i went to was
too crowded because it was ladies night. The second place my GPS took me to turned out to be a strip
bar, which i whole-heartedly considered staying. The last bar was a dive, with a Chicago cover band.
The guy next to me started up a conversation while i was drinking cheap beer. I dont know why but
he started telling me he got divorced too! Was it on my face?? He spent 20 years learning seminary
to be a minister, got divorced because he didn't spent enough time with her, and now he's turned to
being a cross country truck driver. He talked until i forgot what i was upset about (or maybe it was the
7 beers i had). He ended with "and i really wanted a kid too. well YOU can't feel too bad about what
you have compared to me."
I suppose he is right. I waited a while then i drove back to the hotel. I whole heartedly considered
going back to the strip bar and getting a lap dance from the fat fake blonde.