Another Day, Another Promotion.
It certainly seems like that anyway. I guess they really want my to start running thing around here fairly quickly. I’m starting to get suspicious about that.
I spent most of the day at work fiddling with the wormhole generator, and only once did Malcolm give me grief about it. It didn’t last long, and he went away without having to hit him with anything. I don’t understand why he puts up such a fuss about the thing; surely the lab wouldn’t ask me to make the thing if it was inherently dangerous, would they? No, they wouldn’t.
I’m mostly certain about that.
Once again though, I don’t know if any signal made it through. There was some noise that could have been an answer, but could have been a seagull passing through the area. The boss was being particularly cagey today as well.
But in the end, I left the lab with a promotion to Lab Leader, and a swanky new lab coat, complete with an interesting piece of bio-tech that I’ve never seen before, and highly suspect being alien in origin. I’ve no idea why I need the thing, but it glows warmly and vibrates slightly when in use. So … could be fun.
The lab’s transport system had also delivered a promotion gift, and left this amazing computer-controlled high-tech shower system in my front yard. It would be nice if they could schedule these things when I’m home, so maybe I can get some help moving the damn thing.
Luckily I knew where I could put this. I had my old shower taken out, and this beauty pit in place. I was about to check it out when Skylar called again, wanting to go out. This time I accepted, but made sure she knew it was just dinner with a friend. I wasn’t interested in dating her, but didn’t want to lose a good friend either.
We met down at the Chowder House, of course. People in this town sure do love their chowder. The place was already quite busy, and it filled up by the time we got a seat, off in the corner.
Caitlyn and Teagan were already here, out on a date it looked like.
Skylar and I had a great chat, and some really good fish and chips. We talked about the town, our jobs, and just had a few laughs.
And that’s when she told me she was pregnant.
She mentioned the father’s name, but I don’t recall what it was. I mean, good for her and all. They’re not married, and she’ll raise the kid on her own. I couldn’t help but feel some jealousy and … something else… resentment? Didn’t she call me up just yesterday because she couldn’t get me out of her mind?
The meal ended, we hugged our goodbyes, and Skylar went home. I spent the rest of the evening at the restaurant’s bar, where I’d met Georgia. After a few glasses of wine, I got to know the new bartender, Ashley. But eventually she cut me off, and sent me home.
Or, I think she did. I woke up at home, anyway. Maybe I was responsible.
HA! <snort>