December 12th: Click

Alright, the meteor incident. It was a few weeks ago. I was walking down the street a happy man as I had a bright future, a wonderful job and a lovely girlfriend. On my way to work I saw a man, of course that wasn't unusual but the man himself was very strange. He had long grey hair and a grey coat. He was sitting on the bench in the park that I walk trough to get to work. I waved to him as I am a particularly friendly person or I try to be. The man was switching between looking at his pocket watch and looking at the sky.

 "It's beautiful isn't it?" He asked.

"The sky?"

"Click" he said as he clicked the top button of his pocket watch.

I looked up at the sky and it looked like a meteor about to strike the city. I freaked and looked at the man in panic, the man unlike me was calm.

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

I ran, I ran as fast as I could towards the station. I was babbling, sweating and panting and I ran into my boss' office and told her about the meteor, upon which she panicked and made a special announcement on the news starring me. Since I had a Phd. in meteorology she seemed to trust me, although meteorology has to do with the weather not meteors, but I get why people would confuse that.

Anyway, the entire town panicked and after several hours we had to make another announcement saying that the threat was false. The meteor never showed up, despite the fact that I clearly saw it.

That is why most people hate me.
Even my girlfriend left me because after work I acted delusional and told her about the man in the grey coat and all that.

"You are a sad man" was the last thing she said to me.

That was not a good day in my life.

December 11th: Jo

I talked to my friend Jo today, which unlike in normal friendships wasn't something that happened on a regular basis. That doesn't mean we aren't friends it just means that both of us are rather busy people. In fact I'd consider her my best friend.

"So still having problems at work?" she asked.

"Yeah...I don't even care if they don't like me, I just would like some respect around there"

"Is it still about the meteor incident?"

"I'm pretty sure it's because of that"

Jo always manages to make me feel better, even just talking to her. I guess it was her soothing Welsh accent.
I think I'll explain what the meteor incident is in the next post.

December 10th: Work

Being a weather man at a local tv station may no seem like glamour, but in reality it's worse than any of you could ever imagine. Unlike most stations where the weather guy is treated with the same respect as the rest of the crew I am treated as if I was an intern. I actually don't get it since we already have interns who should suffice, but appearantly the unpaid help is too good to waste on big important projects like scrubbing the toilet. Clearly
that is a job for a phd in Meteorology. I've tried talking to my boss about it, but she hates me. I would just quit if the pay and benefits weren't amazing and the market was better. People call me Meteor Mike because of an event that happened a few weeks ago, which is actually the reason people here don't like me. More on that later.