Author of the Queen City Boys books

a hazy shade of winter


Well, spring made another sneak appearance today. I’m not holding my breath that it will stick around, but man it was a tiny spot of joy. The dreary weather is bringing me and you and everyone we know down. Well me and Rhi and my co-worker, M., anyway.

Work clothes today: pointy black shoes with silver detail in the leather, wide-leg black slacks, long aqua sweater, sparkly star earrings and matching necklace. It was cute but I still looked like hell, puffy eyes, dark circles, red nose (from blowing it too much, not from doing too much blow). Work will hopefully get easier, right now I’m playing a million weeks of catch up and trying to implement sensible systems, so it’s a little overwhelming. Although I suspect that’s mostly because my head is still snot-filled and stuffed up that I can barely think.

I’m contemplating whoring myself out for these (they only have them left in my size, isn’t that somehow meaningful?). *sigh*

The kitchen guy at work asks me amusing things like “Married?” “Got babies?” (yes in that order) Then the other night he told me if I had a husband I wouldn’t have to work two jobs because my husband would take care of things for me. (Don’t mistake that he was flirting with me, he wasn’t. I think I just amuse him.) I told him that having two jobs was less work than having a husband. But then again, I could marry someone who bought me lots of shoes… Am I that shallow? Some days, maybe. Over all, yeah, I guess not.

Hmm, I think I need to come up with clever nicknames for my co-workers and both my work places.

Author: Ajax Bell

Seattle author. Stops to smell the flowers. Amateur nerd (I wanna go pro but I haven't found anyone to pay me). Humble hippo enthusiast. queer/bi. they/them.

3 thoughts on “a hazy shade of winter

  1. Be a whore and get those shoes. Holy Hotness, Batman!

  2. Yes, my only problem is finding someone with money who give it to me in exchange for sex and/or favors. I probably have better chance of winning the lottery.

  3. 1. kick the shit out of your colleague with your lovely shoes

    2.buy the other shoes. God wants you to have them

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