That aside, I had a large weekend, full of fun. First time since 1994 I have been completely alone one evening, sort of, still had the pets. Anyway, I had so many fun dates this weekend! I was not home longer than to brush my teeth and go to bed or get up and get dressed. Probably a good thing for the gloomy weather this morning to catch up on all that fun.
One of my most fun dates was with a friend of mine and we went to have lunch at the Greek restaurant in downtown Hollywood. We were sitting outside having a lovely meal, meaningful conversation, laughing, enjoying. I looked to my immediate west and there was a woman sitting there with sunglasses on by herself having what appeared to be water, she was facing me. My friend had their back to most of the table, able to see the street and I was facing the sidewalk. I watched a couple with a very young child sit down, two African American men sit down, a table with what appeared to be a husband, wife and her mother, and then this woman by herself with the water. I didn't pay much attention to anyone, I was enjoying being with my friend. I glanced at the woman a few times, probably because I thought she was homeless.
That's not an uncommon thing here, I don't really pay much attention to it anymore, but she was just staring. I'm used to it, I get it all the time, large bald lady gets stared at a lot. About the third time I glance at her, she takes down her sunglasses and gives me "the eye" and I was giggling but I couldn't really tell my friend what was going on nor did I want to interrupt the conversation. Then the lady disappeared.
We were enjoying our meal, and I looked up and she was standing at the table! She's not small either, and here's what she said.
"I'm a psychic and God has sent me to lead you down the path that has been chosen for you."
I responded with , "Ok, that sounds great, I'm eating lunch right now, but when I'm done I'll come find you and we'll chat." And she stands there for a minute.
"You are really on the wrong path, you need to be helped, you're going to be a gloriously successful and God wants me to help you."
"Ok, thanks, I'll look for you when I'm done."
And she walks off, downtown Hollywood has lots of restaurants and shops, so I figured she walked off to get more food or something. We go on with our lovely lunch and are at the end, having a cappuccino and chatting. There is only us and the table with the two African American men left. A pigeon comes and lands almost on me, and hops on top of the table by the men. I tried to shoo it away but it wouldn't leave so I said to the men, "hey, can you get that bird off the table" and they kinda look surprised at me and one of the guys says, "you know black birds, they are slow".
Then my friend turns to them and says to the man "you look like Tom Joyner" and he responds, "that's because I am". It was at this point my friend got very excited and discussed that we were both from Dallas and apparently he is from Dallas too. My friend is in the music business and I guess Tom is a VERY famous African American DJ. Of course, I have no clue who he is.
We have a large discussion with them and discuss Dallas and weather and radio and such, again I have no idea who these men are and am not star struck at all. We were done with the conversations, hellos, introductions, etc. and I focused back on our table and turn around and Psychic is BACK. Just standing at the table, she scared the crap out of me.
"I'm waiting to speak to you." Crazy Psychic woman
"I'm at lunch with my friend, and their time is valuable, so I'm not going to cut into this lunch with a psychic reading, but if you have a card I will take that and give you a call later." Creeped out Donita
She searches her purse for FOREVER and comes up with no card. She says, "do you have a pen" as she grabs a receipt to write on. I had her a pen and paper and she writes Miriam psychic and her number. Then she leaves and tells me one more time I am not doing what I am supposed to be doing and crosses the street and gets into a VERY nice Lincoln continental. I almost died, here I thought she was homeless and nope, she was in a really nice car and she left.
I told my friend I should probably throw away my pen, she probably cursed it or something and wow, can she not come up with a more obvious choice? I mean it's so incredibly obvious something is going on with me, I'm bald with half of my eye lashes and eye brows and it doesn't take a genius to figure out something is going on with me!!! Seriously, stuff like this happens to me ALL the time.
We got up to leave, my friend went to the restroom and Tom had two more buddies join him at his table (who were also from Dallas) and they asked me to join them, but I graciously declined. (still have no idea who they are). I think my friend was shocked I didn't want to join them, but I still didn't know exactly who he was and I was pretty sure that unless he turned out to be Samuel L. Jackson or someone like that, that it wasn't going to be ok for me to have drinks with my friend, me and four men from Dallas I didn't know!
I did figure out that the Bentley parked next to us was his car and when we got in the car my friend was so funny.
...Donita, you have no idea how famous that guy is nor how much money he has, etc.
....Ok, so now I know, Tom Joyner is a famous African American DJ from Chicago that used to fly from Dallas to Chicago every day to do his show in two cities. He's now syndicated and I heard him this morning.
I was telling Whitney this morning about running into Tom and asking him to shoo away a bird and his response was "that's like asking Bono to go get you a beer".
Oh well, if I run into him again, I won't ask him to shoo away a bird!!!
Down to 12 radiations!!!!
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