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First off just to make sure that this is out of the way… Fuck StarOffice and all of it's bastard children. It's the worst piece of shit copycat crap software that I've ever had the misfortune of having to use. I'm helping a team

Once I was ok with having to work with that piece of garbage and understanding from our IT team that StarOffice can't handle large files with calculations built into them so these two files of 61 thousand and 49 thousand lines may work or may not work.

After work I headed to the train station to meet Turtle and her on/off boyfriend as we were headed to the game to watch the SF Giants take on the Washington DC Nationals. I met the two when they hopped off the train and we headed to the cafe' across the street which may become a tradition with Turtle and I if she and I ever go to a game again.

On the way there I make small talk and say something like man you guys got here quick I haven't even had time to take my badge from work off yet. To which Turtles guest replies 'yeah you look like a douche.'
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So it begins…..

I should have seen this as a sign but I just let it slide. In retrospect it's a sign of what's to expect in the future. It just seemed that at every turn when the three of us were around he was putting on a show or had to be 'on' in some fashion which is a shame. It's a shame because he can be a decent guy when this facade or whatever it is isn't there. When Turtle went to the restroom before we got on the train to head to the city, he and I had a nice conversation, a real conversation and there was no one up-man ship.It was just two people being real with no show going on. When she came back the show resumed.

I'm not completely blameless here but in my defense this was why I didn't sit on the train and chose to stand instead, this was why I chose to sit further away from Turtle then I would have cared to as it meant dealing with the guest, this is why when we walked from the train to the stadium I was a bit further ahead of them then socially acceptable. I just tired of him quickly and tried all stops so I wouldn't snap.

I did snap though and sadly it felt good. It didn't feel good to see Turtle leave but it did feel good to speak my mind. When Turtle and her guest came back from getting food it was the 6th inning or so and the folks in front of us had left. I moved down a row and Turtle sat one seat away from me. The seats are close together and for someone of my height it means my legs are going to V out a bit. The guest though this was an opportunity apparently to be 'on' again as when the organizer denied him a seat (her feet were there as she too was stretching out) he thought that the next best thing was to sit between Turtle and myself. The problem though is there wasn't a lot of room so to rectify this he put his legs on top of mine like a lazy boy.

Oh hell no

Dude you're fucking annoying me.
Are you serious?

Then they left.

I don't blame them for leaving really. I could just as easily have gotten up and moved or said something different or a multitude of different things but then I think really why should I? That was very minimal of me and VERY VERY disrespectful of him. I was sad that Turtle left but not so much that he did. I don't think that this guy is a bad guy or mean or anything like that really. I think that he's insecure with the relationship that Turtle and I have (had maybe…it depends on where it grows from here if it does) and therefore had to show dominance of some sort. Instead though he proved himself an ass.

How do I know this? I know this from the unsolicited comments that I got from the other people in our group that were there to celebrate the S.F.P.D.

By the way the Giants ended up winning 6-4. After watching the Giants win we headed out and got accosted by some spinner wanting to show us her nekkid self at some club. Apparently the girls at the Garden of Eden need to drum up some business and on of the "dancers" gave us all some $5 off coupons.

Anyway, mostly a good time and I had fun yakking it up with Turtle when we could and the rest of the gang.

Thanks T-Bomb!!