The End of the Editor's Innocence

So, well today was fun.

The Editor had sort of a bad day at work (and it is still going... on call!).  But there is always a light at the end of the tunnel.  It occurs at 5pm-ish, when I get to pick up the Pizz.

It totally warms the cackles of my heart for that first moment when she sees me, screams "Daddy!", drops what she was doing, and runs-top speed (... er ...well, as top speed as those little legs can) into my arms. 

Pure awesomeness!!!

So there I was grumpy, driving down the street to the Pizz's daycare.  As I got closer, I started to pick up a little.  Yay!  It's Pizzle time.  (and to that that today is Moe's Tuesdays!  I was downright giddy as a little girl!)  I park and jump out of the car, and stride into daycare. 

Later in the afternoons, they put all the little kids in the multipurpose room prior to pickup.  There is window to the hallway, where you can peek in.  I quickly walked by it, for fear that the Pizzle would see me and start crying.  I pack up her stuff and then walk back to the window.  I peek in.

And I see the Pizz with a older man!  She's standing there, holding his hand, walking him around the room.  Kiddie chaos all around.  Hmmm... how is this dude?  Is her another father?  Humph?  We'll see if he can handle the Daddy!

I walk in.  The Pizz sees me, smiles, and then turns back to the dude and continues to walk around.  Acting coy and sheepish.  Never once trying to turn back to me or play with the other kids.  What?!?!?!  But... it's... Daddy!!

Nope.  She was busy flirting with this guy!  Seriously!!!  I could see it!  And I DID NOT LIKE IT!

My heart sank... my little Pizzle is growing up.  She doesn't love her Daddy anymore... oh no!  I was jealous.  I stood there, waiting for my moment to come...  She didn't pay me any mind...  The Dude was probably in his teens-early 20s, and must be a new afternoon worker...  The Pizz continued to walk him around the room, never once looking over at her dejected Daddy!

I was a broken man.  This is the beginning of the end! 

Finally, the Dude was like, Hey Pizz, there's your Daddy!  She finally relented and slunk over towards me.  I scooped her up and then walked out.  I didn't even allow her to give everyone goodbyes!  Nope!  Had to get her out of these negative influences!  As we left the room, she looked back over my shoulder and waved to him! 

"Et Tu Cutee'?!?"

That sound you heard was the dagger sticking into my back!


Epilogue!

So later that evening, I was telling this exact story to the GC2.0 and Truckballs at Moe's.  I didn't get like a minute into it, when the GC2.0 interrupted me and said "Are you taking about the tall hunky dude that works the afternoons there now?"  What!?!?  Is there a camera somewhere?  She was serious.

"Oh yeah, he was hunky!"

No, GC, he was tall and lanky with tattoos and facial hair... he might have had some coming out of his nose too!

"Oh no!!"  She looks over at Truckballs.  "He was hunky!"

My life is now officially over.