Welcome to Diaries of a Mistress!
Better hang on to your husband's girls, I might just steal him away and he might abandon you and your family.
JUST KIDDING!!
Actually, I have been a happily married woman for quite some time, and still am. I have simply been labeled as a "mistress" and "home wrecker" by someone who hates the fact that I exist. I am actually a fun loving, easy going gal who just needs her voice heard.
Diaries of a Mistress is my story (of 12 years) as if I were writing in my diary. It is where all my secrets are kept and where the most sensitive information can be found. Delve into my mind and see what it is like to be a Mistress.
To get the full effect of the story, the oldest entry will always display at the top whereas the newer entries will be at the bottom. There are updates regularly, one must merely check the archives. ;)
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Just a Little Chat
Dear Diary - 10/19
I met a man today. Well actually that is pretty funny because I meet people every day where I work.
I met a woman too, and a gaggle of teenagers. It was a really busy day for me and it was getting late. The store I worked at would be closing in about two more hours and I would go home. YAY!
All I had left to do was put all the cartons of cigarettes away and then wait for the store to close so I could close out my till. I slid a carton of Marlboro's in its spot when I heard a noise behind me. A man stood there with a video tape in his hand to return it.
You see, I work at the little rent a video section of the grocery store, it was also, obviously, where people have to come when they want to buy cigarettes.
I turned around and smiled, as I usually do, because that is just what I do. He was tall, kind of on the big side, but not fat. His hair was receding and he wore these hideous tortoise shell colored glasses. It was kind of hard to see his eyes behind the big chunky glasses, but he had these pretty eyes. They were kind and loyal and...well, I have a thing for eyes and when I saw his, there was something about him. I just couldn't put my finger on it.
I took his video and talked with him for a few minutes while he looked for another video and I straightened up and finished putting away the cigarettes. The conversation was light, but entertaining and I smiled, cheerfully as always.
I could see my boss traipsing back and forth far behind my customer giving me dirty looks every few seconds. I think he was just jealous because quite frankly, I did not like to talk to him. He was an ass. My customer and I continued to chat as I rented his video and closed up the video area. We said good bye and left. I still had to close out my till.
I was right, my ass of a boss lectured me on doing my job. I told him I was doing my job and satisfying the customer at the same time. I could not help it if he could not multitask like me. So I went home and went to sleep.
I met a man today. Well actually that is pretty funny because I meet people every day where I work.
I met a woman too, and a gaggle of teenagers. It was a really busy day for me and it was getting late. The store I worked at would be closing in about two more hours and I would go home. YAY!
All I had left to do was put all the cartons of cigarettes away and then wait for the store to close so I could close out my till. I slid a carton of Marlboro's in its spot when I heard a noise behind me. A man stood there with a video tape in his hand to return it.
You see, I work at the little rent a video section of the grocery store, it was also, obviously, where people have to come when they want to buy cigarettes.
I turned around and smiled, as I usually do, because that is just what I do. He was tall, kind of on the big side, but not fat. His hair was receding and he wore these hideous tortoise shell colored glasses. It was kind of hard to see his eyes behind the big chunky glasses, but he had these pretty eyes. They were kind and loyal and...well, I have a thing for eyes and when I saw his, there was something about him. I just couldn't put my finger on it.
I took his video and talked with him for a few minutes while he looked for another video and I straightened up and finished putting away the cigarettes. The conversation was light, but entertaining and I smiled, cheerfully as always.
I could see my boss traipsing back and forth far behind my customer giving me dirty looks every few seconds. I think he was just jealous because quite frankly, I did not like to talk to him. He was an ass. My customer and I continued to chat as I rented his video and closed up the video area. We said good bye and left. I still had to close out my till.
I was right, my ass of a boss lectured me on doing my job. I told him I was doing my job and satisfying the customer at the same time. I could not help it if he could not multitask like me. So I went home and went to sleep.
Tons of Snow!
Dear Diary - 10/20
It's me again, but of coarse, being my diary, you know this. Ha!
I woke up this morning to get ready for work and saw nothing but whiteness outside my window. Snow. Crap. A huge winter storm had come in, early, and dumped about 6 feet of snow on the city. It closed down everything! I called in to work and they simply told me not to come in, there was too much snow and the city was out and about cleaning it up. No one would leave their houses today.
That was okay with me, but I really need the money and I don't work that many hours to begin with. It's tough getting by when you only make $4.50 an hour. (This was before minimum wage was what it is today obviously.)
But I will manage. I always do.
If the snow would ever stop falling, maybe I will get out my cross country skiis and go out for a while. It should be fun.
It's me again, but of coarse, being my diary, you know this. Ha!
I woke up this morning to get ready for work and saw nothing but whiteness outside my window. Snow. Crap. A huge winter storm had come in, early, and dumped about 6 feet of snow on the city. It closed down everything! I called in to work and they simply told me not to come in, there was too much snow and the city was out and about cleaning it up. No one would leave their houses today.
That was okay with me, but I really need the money and I don't work that many hours to begin with. It's tough getting by when you only make $4.50 an hour. (This was before minimum wage was what it is today obviously.)
But I will manage. I always do.
If the snow would ever stop falling, maybe I will get out my cross country skiis and go out for a while. It should be fun.
Snow...meh. Promotion? Maybe.
Dear Diary - 10/21
There is still a lot of snow out, but the sun is shining today. I called in to work this morning to see what they wanted me to do. I had to come in. Even if there were no customers, they had some training they wanted me to do for a new position they wanted me to take.
I pulled out my boots and hiked the 2 miles to work in the snow. Normally I ride my bike, well, it's really my roommate's bike, but she lets me use it. It was still cold, but the brisk walk kept me warm. Training was boring, as usual, but they wanted me to train to work in the customer service booth. I would have more responsibility and do more things that a manager might do. It was okay, but I didn't like being elevated. There were stairs in that stupid booth. I'm already tall, do I need to be taller?? Sheesh!
I got home and crashed in front of the tv as usual with a peanut butter sandwich. Its cheap and filling. You know what sucks? I don't even get a discount at the grocery store I work at! How cheap!
There is still a lot of snow out, but the sun is shining today. I called in to work this morning to see what they wanted me to do. I had to come in. Even if there were no customers, they had some training they wanted me to do for a new position they wanted me to take.
I pulled out my boots and hiked the 2 miles to work in the snow. Normally I ride my bike, well, it's really my roommate's bike, but she lets me use it. It was still cold, but the brisk walk kept me warm. Training was boring, as usual, but they wanted me to train to work in the customer service booth. I would have more responsibility and do more things that a manager might do. It was okay, but I didn't like being elevated. There were stairs in that stupid booth. I'm already tall, do I need to be taller?? Sheesh!
I got home and crashed in front of the tv as usual with a peanut butter sandwich. Its cheap and filling. You know what sucks? I don't even get a discount at the grocery store I work at! How cheap!
Not In MY Pants!
Dear Diary - 10/27
After almost a week of training in that stupid elevated booth, I decided I wanted to go back to where I originally was - renting videos and putting cigarettes away. Unfortunately, they had already made up the schedule for that and I was not on it. I had to resort to working as a bagger. Or as the store called them, courtesy clerks. I thought was low and degrading, but I actually got some tips helping people take their groceries to their cars. I was in and out of the store walking around. It actually turned out pretty nice. But then they put me back on schedule for videos and cigarettes, so I went.
I was closing up again when this man showed up to return a video. It was the same one I met a week ago. He asked me how I was and that he had not seen me for a while. I explained that I was training in the booth and nodded my head in the direction of the elevated booth. I explained that I didn't like it and came back over to videos. Much more to my liking since it was in a dark corner of the store.
We talked more and I enjoyed talking to him. It was refreshing to talk to a man that wasn't just trying to get into your pants. I feel like we are becoming friends. I see him so often now. The other day I came into work and my boss told me that my friend was here and at first I had no idea who she was talking about. I later saw him getting something from the deli. Well, now he was over here renting a video and we were talking. Again. After a while, I rented his video to him and said goodbye.
Just after he left, another guy came by to rent a video, and flirt. He was rude and obnoxious and I was not so nice to him. I handed him his video and thanked him for his business. On his way out he called me a hot babe. I rolled my eyes. Why do I always attract jerks?
After almost a week of training in that stupid elevated booth, I decided I wanted to go back to where I originally was - renting videos and putting cigarettes away. Unfortunately, they had already made up the schedule for that and I was not on it. I had to resort to working as a bagger. Or as the store called them, courtesy clerks. I thought was low and degrading, but I actually got some tips helping people take their groceries to their cars. I was in and out of the store walking around. It actually turned out pretty nice. But then they put me back on schedule for videos and cigarettes, so I went.
I was closing up again when this man showed up to return a video. It was the same one I met a week ago. He asked me how I was and that he had not seen me for a while. I explained that I was training in the booth and nodded my head in the direction of the elevated booth. I explained that I didn't like it and came back over to videos. Much more to my liking since it was in a dark corner of the store.
We talked more and I enjoyed talking to him. It was refreshing to talk to a man that wasn't just trying to get into your pants. I feel like we are becoming friends. I see him so often now. The other day I came into work and my boss told me that my friend was here and at first I had no idea who she was talking about. I later saw him getting something from the deli. Well, now he was over here renting a video and we were talking. Again. After a while, I rented his video to him and said goodbye.
Just after he left, another guy came by to rent a video, and flirt. He was rude and obnoxious and I was not so nice to him. I handed him his video and thanked him for his business. On his way out he called me a hot babe. I rolled my eyes. Why do I always attract jerks?
Halloween
Dear Diary - 10/31
It's Halloween and the other day, one of my bosses suggested dressing up. She was going to dress as a clown. I hate clowns. I also did not have money for a costume, so I threw together something with what I had. What I threw together, I should NOT have worn.
I showed up at work as a makeshift French Maid. Short skirt, high heels, the works. Yup. I was stupid. Not only did EVERY man walk by and look at my ass, but there were some freaky looking women that did too. I was never so happy to get home!
The only person who had not gawked at my butt cheeks peaking out from underneath my skirt was that man with the tortoise shell glasses. Maybe he looked, I don't know, but he sure didn't make a scene about it. He talked to me as if I was wearing my regular uniform.
Never again will I dress like a French Maid. Then again, maybe I should have charged for the view, I would have made more money! HA!
It's Halloween and the other day, one of my bosses suggested dressing up. She was going to dress as a clown. I hate clowns. I also did not have money for a costume, so I threw together something with what I had. What I threw together, I should NOT have worn.
I showed up at work as a makeshift French Maid. Short skirt, high heels, the works. Yup. I was stupid. Not only did EVERY man walk by and look at my ass, but there were some freaky looking women that did too. I was never so happy to get home!
The only person who had not gawked at my butt cheeks peaking out from underneath my skirt was that man with the tortoise shell glasses. Maybe he looked, I don't know, but he sure didn't make a scene about it. He talked to me as if I was wearing my regular uniform.
Never again will I dress like a French Maid. Then again, maybe I should have charged for the view, I would have made more money! HA!
Do You Want a Banana?
Dear Diary - 11/3
Today I was heading to the break room and this guy that works in the produce section came in behind me. He locked the door behind him and gave me this look like he expected me to strip for him. When I didn't give him what I thought he wanted, he made the excuse that he didn't know I was in there, he was simply going to change. Yeah right, that is what the bathrooms are for. I should never have worn that damn costume.
I left as fast as I could and he followed me. He asked me if I wanted to go out with him. I really had no interest in him. I don't have interest in anyone really. As politely as I could, I said no, not now. He looked upset, like he was really disappointed. I told him maybe later, I was currently getting over someone. It wasn't a lie, I had dated an ass of a boyfriend recently and it was over. Oh well. He would probably ask again later, or maybe not. It doesn't matter.
Today I was heading to the break room and this guy that works in the produce section came in behind me. He locked the door behind him and gave me this look like he expected me to strip for him. When I didn't give him what I thought he wanted, he made the excuse that he didn't know I was in there, he was simply going to change. Yeah right, that is what the bathrooms are for. I should never have worn that damn costume.
I left as fast as I could and he followed me. He asked me if I wanted to go out with him. I really had no interest in him. I don't have interest in anyone really. As politely as I could, I said no, not now. He looked upset, like he was really disappointed. I told him maybe later, I was currently getting over someone. It wasn't a lie, I had dated an ass of a boyfriend recently and it was over. Oh well. He would probably ask again later, or maybe not. It doesn't matter.
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