Posted by: Wicked Cats | April 22, 2010

3…2…1…aaaaandthingsjustgotreallyweird.

I knew it was too good to be true.  Last night I was talking to the new guy and it just got a little strange.  Here’s the thing, when we talked on Monday over the phone I asked him what he did for a living.  He basically went through his entire job history and finally told me he was recruited by this new company/movement.  When I asked him about it he said he wasn’t supposed to talk much about it and that his parents didn’t even know.  He told me that he was going to be in charge of a really large amount of people and that many famous people I’ve heard of are involved.  Honestly, I thought he was just blowing smoke up my ass like guys will do sometimes to look interesting.

At dinner on Tuesday we went to a Japanese sushi place.  I ordered vegetables tempura and he said he couldn’t eat fried food.  I asked why and he told me, “they” suggested he stop, and that he slowly start taking meat, grains and fried foods out of his diet.   At that point I just sort of looked at him and asked, “Is this Scientology you’re involved in or something?”

He laughed and said no, that this was something really cool and they were going to start a movement to move people toward a more greener way to live, and that they were going to be involved in changing laws.

Okay, again, I figured whatever.  I decided to finish eating my dinner and file what he’d just told me in my “thinkabutitlater” section of my brain.

Fast forward to yesterday.  We emailed a few times during the day and then on my way home I called him.  He told me a friend of his dropped off some movies and asked if I was interested in seeing any of them.  I told him I really just wanted to stay home, and relax.  He offered to come over, I said I really just wanted to go home, shower, have something to eat and just veg by myself with my cats.  He sounded disappointed but said to call him if I changed my mind.  I didn’t.

Around 8:30pm, I decided to send him a picture of me holding my kitty Kiska.  He called me at 9:30 to thank me and tell me it was a cute picture.  Then the bomb dropped for me:

J – Well they just left.

Me-Who your friends?

J-No the people I’m working with.  That’s why I didn’t answer you when you sent your picture.  They’ve been here and I’ve been doing research for the last 2 hours.

Me-Research about what?

J-The work I’m going to be doing.

Okay, by now I’m really getting annoyed.

Me-You know, this all sounds very clandestine.

J-Why do you say that. (and he said it in this odd way like a kid who was caught doing something he’s trying to hide.)

Me-Well, it’s all just so hush-hush.

J-I told you about what I’d be doing as best I could.  I’m under orders not to talk to anyone about this until we are ready to launch.

At this point I’m thinking this guy is either joined some friggin cult or some kind of terrorist environmentalist movement.  Seriously, sirens were going off in my head.  Then he asked me what I was doing today, Thursday. I told him I had to take two of my cats to the vet, and he asked if I’d given any thought to what I wanted to do for my birthday, since he’d told me he wanted to take me out.  I said I hadn’t thought about it, then said I had to go take my meds and we said our good-byes and I hung up.

I can’t tell you how many things were going on in my head.  I mean come on, what the fuck can be so damned secretive he’s got to be so secret agent man about everything?  Like who the fuck am I going to tell that could usurp his plans?

No, just…no.

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