The Case Manager (5)

After fleeing from the camper, sure that I had failed my “potential as a camping girlfriend” evaluation by my Case Manager (The Case Manager (4)), I was given another opportunity to prove myself.

It was the next weekend when my Case Manager texted me from the camper. Sure would be nice if some hot chick would bring me some Mexican food.

I texted him back. You should call Hot Chicks Unlimited.

I don’t know. I doubt they’d come all the way out here. Plus, it’s raining.

I texted him back. They’ll do whatever you want. Hello. Unlimited…

My mind was racing. This was my opportunity! But the clock was racing, too. I had to get out there before some genuine hot chick from Hot Chicks Unlimited showed up.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

There was no time to cook. Plus, I don’t really know how. So I called our local Mexican joint and ordered two different dishes to go. Next, I whipped up a pitcher of margaritas.

As I headed down the highway, I couldn’t help but wonder, was a pitcher of margaritas considered an open container? I had my argument ready, “But officer, the pitcher has a lid on it. And this Mexican food isn’t getting any warmer while I sit here detained by you.”

As I pulled into the area where the camper was, ATV headlights approached, swimming in the misty rain and the dusk and the moonlight. BLM cops coming to get me?

It was my Case Manager! He was ATVing in his flannel lounge pants. Interesting.

“Jim! Are there any hot chicks out here?”

“No. I didn’t call them.”

“Good! Because I have Mexican food and margaritas.”OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

“What? Really? Follow me!”

“Wait! I have a question.”


“Do you ATV often in your pajamas?”

I followed Jim to the camper and spread the redemption meal.

We ate, drank, and played cribbage. Jim was getting lucky again, one good hand after another. He even got a classic 24 hand.

Several hours later, I finally won a game.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

Food, drinks, and a brain. Surely, my Case Manager had no choice now but to qualify me as camper date material.


5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Brenda
    Dec 05, 2013 @ 11:35:49

    You’re working way too hard. Just saying. You’re making me look bad. LOL


    • randee
      Dec 05, 2013 @ 12:36:24

      Working too hard on the writing or the dating? It’s all just role playing and goofing around. One reader actually thought that had case managers after reading one of my Case Manager stories. Maybe it’s not as obvious to others as I’m assuming it is? Obvious that I’m kidding around?


      • Brenda
        Dec 05, 2013 @ 12:57:52

        I thought you were kidding, but you could put a little note at the bottom for those not in the know, who might wonder. I meant that you picked up food and margaritas, then brought them to him, and let him beat you at cribbage for hours!! I thought that was much too nice for him. 🙂 Not that my opinion should matter a bit anyway. LOL

      • randee
        Dec 05, 2013 @ 13:37:49

        Yes, on this one I tried hard. 🙂

        He deserves it all though. He is an awesome guy who does tons for me.

      • Brenda
        Dec 05, 2013 @ 16:56:19

        That’s good to know. Balance is a good thing.

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