The Curse of Catherine


I must say I truly believe in the “Curse of Catherine” today of all days.  In my family, we have what we have deemed the “Curse of Catherine”.  On my dad’s side of things, both of my Great Grandmother’s were named Catherine, my grandmother’s middle name was Catherine, my Aunt Cathy (also Catherine)….etc….I think you get the idea.  Well my mom’s side it was the exact same…well sort of but, all you need to know is that this is why it is a “cursed” name.

Catherine’s in my family are known for being opinionated, tell it like it is kind of people, well dressed, klutzy, saying things at inappropriate times, woman on a mission, sometimes moody, etc.  I won’t bore you with the gory details.  Oh did I mention random-funny humorous whatevers… (like things that would never ever happen in a million years to someone else) happen to us all the time?  Anyways, so today I was sitting at lunch and I got approached by a man who very closely resembled and Italian Model.  Yes he was just that good looking!  OMgoodness he was so HOTT.  Sigh.  OK sorry you might start to notice I get off on tangents often….I will try to get back to the root of the story now!  AS I was saying….

This man was so good looking.  NO. Stop.  There was a gentleman that came and asked me if I was all by myself today.  I said yes, I was all by myself.  He was cute, young, and looked like he was a million bucks.  OH and he even smelt like a million bucks!  Well, he asked if he could keep me company since I was all alone.  I accepted.  🙂

Oh I was so flabbergasted that a guy of such a caliber could be sitting with little ole me!  We had a delightful conversation.  It was engaging, lively and most of all he had me so mesmerized!  We ordered our lunch and everything was going so well…As the conversation goes, I always knew that no cute random guy wants to talk to me without a catch!  sigh.  Well, it turns out he is ACTUALLY and Italian hustler looking for a cute girl to pimp out and he thought that I might be looking for some extra cash.  Judging by the way I dressed today, yeah I don’t blame him.  It was pretty bad.  When I jumped on my soap box and informed him in my most stern voice ever that “…I have standards and how dare you think that I could ever be made to look like a 2 ton floozy for cash none the less.  You should be run back to your country for this!  I think you are an ass!”  My voice, which I had been paying NO attention to, kept getting louder and louder and by the “ass” everyone had heard it in the joint.

After that, the little creep got his stuff and picked what little pride and dignity he had left and stuck me with his lunch!  What a jerk!  Needless to say, he must have been the one needing the money because you know like heck I could afford it!  😉  I am a high roller don’t ya know?!  Some people….

Well today was definitely a day for the “Curse of Catherine” to sneak out!  I told you.  Sigh.  Who else would this have happened to??  Oh well….guess we will try again tomorrow!