Late this afternoon I passed the written exam for the M-1 drivers license.  Now I need to take a class on how to operate a motorcycle so I can get the permanent license and maybe the next step is to get the Vespa I want.

I also had lunch with a bunch of people I used to work with / for. It was an annual birthday luncheon I used to plan when I worked there.  It was very nice, but weird. When I planned it, the seating chart had people who knew/liked each other sit together. This was kind of random, so people didn't chat much.  Lots of awkward silences, which is a shame because it was a beautiful lunch.

I was really happy to see a few people, a couple of others, not so much. My ex-boss seriously thought I was there to ask for my job back. Um, no. I guess he thinks that there is no way I could possibly succeed outside that firm.  Why he sat next to me, I don't know. I just wish that he could let go and just be cordial. He still talks trash about me! I guess I take up a lot of space in his head.  Even if I was fired from my job, there is no way I would ever willfully work for him again.

The president of the company (who I worked for many, many years ago) looked good and it was nice to chat with him a little. With 12 people there, it wasn't appropriate to monopolize his time, so we just chatted a bit. I miss him and one of my other bosses (along with my other friends).

Bonus- I was told that I smell really nice.

Another creepy weird bonus- when I was in line at the DMV to get the paperwork to show I passed my tests, the young Portuguese lad in front of me (who didn't pass his exam) was all over the place, leaning, bending over, etc....and when his baggy shorts slipped, he showed all of us behind him that he was wearing thong undies. He was a CHILD. Plus, I didn't know males wore that kind of underwear.

Surreal day.