Tuesday, January 19, 1999

January 19, 1999: Joe's Car Accident

I had bought Joe this Kramer shirt for Christmas, as I thought he looked like that character on 'Seinfeld'.  He wore it to work today. I think he wore the shirt as he felt bad for hurting me like he did.  He had been lying to me about many things the past few months.   I had found out over the weekend that Joe and Dawn were now an item and that he had gone back to Michigan to see her. On his way back to Chicago,  his car slid on some ice on I-94 and flipped over.   The car ended up upside down in the snow on the side of the highway.   If it wasn't for the snow, he might have been killed.   He wrote me emails at work that he still wanted to be friends and how sorry he was he did this to me.    

In the meantime, he had also been talking via email to a girl named Nicole who lived in Orlando, FL.     He had gone down to visit her last fall and lied to me about that, too. His story to me at lunch one day was that he was going to Texas to see his friend get married.  That was a lie.  He had actually gone down to Florida to see Nicole.       Nicole had no idea that he was with Dawn now and I didn't have the heart to tell her. Joe had introduced me to Nicole online, as I had been thinking about moving to Florida. Nicole and I soon learned what a jerk he really was.     The story gets even better.    He was also involved with our boss's daughter, Melisa, who also worked at IRI.   She found out about Dawn and they were fighting on the phone for about an hour at work.    

This whole situation was like a real life soap opera.     I wasted the next 2 years dealing with this soap opera, which I hope I never do in my life again.  It was a complete waste of time.



Saturday, January 2, 1999

January 2, 1999: Big Chicago Snowstorm

We got 21 inches of snow today. It was awful!   My roommate, Katy, and I took the 'El' to the movie theater off of Michigan Ave.  I've never seen Michigan Ave as desolate as I did today....not a person in sight.     The snow was drifted way over the parked cars.    These are the times when I hate living up north.  Nothing is worse than standing out in the cold, with blowing snow, waiting for the bus.