Last Chance Saloon

Today I had my last session with CJ and at the clinic. How sad! However, there was plenty of CJ-action so I can save some memories for the coming year.

I have learnt that he is not a handy type of man. How cute! He was trying to fix the stationary cycles but couldn't. A patient who was cycling next to him had to explain that it worked like any bicycle, but that piece of information didn't help at all. In the end they established that he was missing an item that wasn't in the box sent by the repair people.

"Never properly done, is it?" said CJ. "It's useless."

Hello bitterness. Don't you worry, my dear, soon you and Zombie will be off in your blissful sovereignty!

In other news, I was left alone in his office for 2 minutes during our appointment. Discoveries: he has an iPhone, he wears reading glasses and he is not very organised (papers everywhere). Wanted to snoop more but he was standing literally on the other side of the door so was risky. Then, once we had said our tearful fairwell (not really) and I had done my training session, I spotted him from the gym going towards the elevator, phone in hand. Had I left 2 minutes earlier I would've had to share it with him. Awkward? No, of course not. Luckily I stayed for a bit so he left for lunch before me.

It doesn't end there, though, no. I had to go the bank to sort some stuff out and thought to myself in the elevator down (I bet CJ is there too - that'd be weird!). Thankfully I am aware of my psychic abilities and as I headed in to the bank had a quic glance. And very well, there he was. Needless to say I turned on the spot and made my other errands first. When I got back, he was gone. Close call.

Good to know even I have the self-control to leave. In a way it's good that I'm going away now. This unrequited love story is taking its toll on me and it is best if it lives on merely inside my mind. Nonetheless, I shall miss my divine pug-like man very much!

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