I Thought it might be fun to share a little his/her view on how the two of us met, and got to where we are. I've had a lot of questions in regards to those questions....
John's point-of-view:
it was my first day at good samaritian society. i was nervous as hell. everything was such a blur that day. but this will forever stick in my mind. i came in to the dinning hall and went wow...whos that? part of the routine for dinning was to get menus filled out and turn them in to the head cook(DeLana). after all the menus are turned in then you can start filling out the staff meal request. so i found one and started my name at the top of the list(thinking i am being helpful to this beautiful women behind the counter) well i was wrong took a menu of one of the residents and started filling out the request on the back. i handed it to delana and she had nothing nice to say at all. she told me her initial opinion was she didnt like me. so i thought to myself " i shall win her over with my impecable good looks and never ending charm damn it!"and so i did my best to be nice to the girl who was nothing but rotten to me.three months went by. and i decided to chime in on a conversation on the theory of relativity(by einstein) we carried a conversation for bout 25min. then she figured i am not the bad guy she once thought. so we countinued to have converstion on physics and human social science. then we had coffee and we were off like a dirty shirt. now today she cant stand me and i cant stand her and all we can do is never stop loving each other and never leave ones side. iloveyousomuchbabe!
DeLana's point-of-view:
I had been cooking for Good Samaritan's soceity, for quite awhile, and had a routine down, as well as a routine with all of my CNA's. They were all well trained and knew when to turn their menus in, and how to turn them in. It seems like a simple enough thing, but when you are handling 40 some menus, it makes things much simpler to have things done the same way every day. At any rate, here came this new CNA, John. He had these gauged out earrings, and looked like he was about 12. He came in and filled out a menu for himself, and then took another menu and put his name at the top of the back, trying to start my list of employee meals for me. Only problem is I already had one ready, so I threw out his sheet, finished serving dinner, and started filling out the staff menus. Pretty soon another CNA came over to me and asked what had happened to a resident's meal, apparently they hadn't gotten their food, they were furious and had left the dining room. I looked in the trash, and sure enough, John had written his helpful list on the back of a resident's menu. To say I was bitchy about the whole situation is probably putting it mildly.. but he needed to know why I had the rules I had, and what th results of his actions were. lol.. Needless to say, after that my esteem for the "young-buck" wasn't very high. It didn't seem like many people there had a much better opinion unfortunetly, and I began to get the idea, that maybe he was just not very smart. My friend AshaLeigh however, was always on John's side. Saying how nice he was. And he was. Very nice. He always went out of his way to be overly nice to me.... I didn't return the niceness, but I was civil. For the most part. Anyways, one day I got a new sciences magazine, and read an article regarding Newton vs. Eisten and whether or not either of them where right, and whether or not they validated the idea of time travel. I was talking about it as we served dinner, and was pleasantly surprised to find that John, could not only keep up with the conversation, but actually had some interesting input. It only took 3 months, for me to see his actual intelligence shine through. The next night he showed up with glasses on, and I teased him that only intelligent people were allowed to wear glasses, otherwise it was lying to the public. From there on out we had several interesting coversations over the next month or so. It was when he had a "thing" for one of the teenage girls I worked with (something he still denies by the way) that I found out he was actually 23. We started a tentative friendship, and finally after about a month of him asking we met for coffee, him, Ashaleigh and I met at Steve's and drank coffee and talked for a long time. Of course AshaLeigh and I did most of the talking, as we usually do when we are together, but God Bless him, John kept up pretty well. After coffee, AshaLeigh told me that he had a thing for me, I blew her off, I mean we had friendship by now, had great intillectual conversations, but he was young. Really Young. Too young to be interested in an old lady like me... besides I'd just gotten used to calling him friend, I hadn't even contemplated anything else. But of course, once someone opens up a door, it's very hard to close it... and it seemed like everyone decided to throw that particular door open, within the week I learned that John had been asking/talking about me for a VERY long time. So we started talking more, late nights conversations became a regular occurance, which led us to our first actual date, which led to our relationship...which just keeps getting better. Not because it's becoming easier, but because we're both constantly working on it. At some point, the question of whether or not we were gunna make it, just stopped being a question. I've learned that the man I met that first day, is highly intelligent, funny, serious, and fun loving at the same time. He takes his time learning new things, but is always trying. He has very few friends, because most people he doesn't like, or they just don't understand him, but those he is close to, always know that he would do anything in his power to help them. He loves me. Without question, without remorse, even in my most psychotic, irrational moments. The best thing that ever happened to me, was starting a conversation on physics!
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