P98 solo

[Jedi_Nights]

Day 1 – I get up at 6:00am, shower, pack-up and head off to work. I drop in at the gas station, give the man $25 and pump 93 into the bimmer. At least it’s a Friday.

Arrive at Diner E at 7:15 and sit down in a booth and spray 12.5 mcgs of P98 on the back of my hand – rubbed it into both backs of hands and wiped on each side of my jaw.

I sniff the back of my hand and only detect Neroli.

I place my order and get my coffee and sit there observing the regulars sitting in their spot. Usually the breakfast order is in front of me in under five minutes, but I’m just sitting there watching all the patrons. I am content and in the moment seeing all the very familiar faces without names.

My plate comes to me at 7:30 – way late as compared with the usual day – but I don’t mind and am happy with the situation. I am in no hurry. I notice the bacon is delicious and the butter is unsalted.

At about ten ‘til eight I queue up behind another patron at the cash register and wait.

The waitresses have to pull cashier duty this early. The guy in front of me is unfamiliar and probably a tourist. I surprise myself and chat him up saying, “The cashier doesn’t show up for duty until 8:00”.
He says, “You mean we’re going to be here awhile?”
“No, one of the waitresses will see us over here and ring us out”.

I’m thinking, “What is this nonsense small talk that I initiated?”

In cubical land and at 8:15am, I apply another 12.5 mcgs to the back of my hands and do the ritual wiping on each side to my jaw.

I’m busy working on my cases and halt while thinking the something is missing. I get up and head down the corridor and sit down with Ms CV in her cubie and just chit-chat as I am waiting for another colleague to show up. Well, I talked with Ms CV for fifteen minutes strait about – all sorts of issues – work and no. The colleague doesn’t show up and I get news that she is out for the day. (Friday Flu?)

At 10:45 I dosed another 12.5 mcgs. I have this urge to talk to somebody, but suppress it by trying to work on my case load.

12:20pm – Another 12.5 mcgs.

About 12:45 I am able to find Lady S to discuss some work. I’m standing there watching her display terminal while she sits showing me a particular operation in the system.

I move my hand down, trying to make it look natural as I wriggle my hand at the wrist to fan some P98 under her nose. After the work detail, the conversation changes big time. We cover various work, home and personal topics and updates in our lives. I can’t get out of there until 1:20pm and she followed me out of her cube to continue our long conversation until she realizes she has to run to a meeting.

I get off work at 2pm and head home with music in the car – somewhat loud – but I am just enjoying the tunes and the ride.

I stop and home to check the mail and then head over to my friends – Goldilocks and the Three Bears (AKA Puppet and crew) -listening to the tunes on the CD player. The musical experience was somehow different – one of just soaking it in with a smile and no participation one my part, yet knowing where it leads. Contentedly listening and happy - yet not whistling.

I pick up a bottle of Chenin Blanc and arrive about 3:45pm. I sprayed another 12.5 mcgs onto the back of my hands and let Puppet have a sniff.

Well, what happened between 4pm and 7:30pm (when another guest showed up) was unbelievable! Everyone was like on the same wavelength. I do not remember being able to carry on two conversations at once since I was in my early 20s, but that was what was going on. We covered such a wide spread of topics, opinions, relationships and ideas that I wouldn’t think possible in such a short period of time. There was an enhanced awareness.

I do not know how to describe it other than, “Welcome to Broadband!
No more dial-up!”

This is not Instant Openness or Instant Honesty or Spaceland. This is a communications turbocharger!

This effect that I observed was devoid of any sexual overtones, but the question that enters my mind is, “How do I steer this effect?” What do we put this turbocharger on? And I’m not just thinking of putting some P103 in there for some additional sunshine. P83? Ammo? Instant Honesty? TUTH? MX200?

I could see this being used with people working on solutions like during an engineering design meeting or some other endeavor requiring high synergy among the participants.

[KatieA]

Wow, that was REALLY good reporting. I also enjoyed reading it. :Ð Majors props and reps to ya. I am now interested in this putative. Sounds good, hope you test it some more.

[catlord17]

Excellent report.

[Jedi_Nights]

Day 2 highlights.

8:00am wake-up and shower
9:30am breakfast with LTR and 12.5 mcgs
10:00am we are on the road to Dim Sum and I spray 12.5 mcgs and have the air-conditioner on and set to re-circulate. She’s reading one of those female fluff gossip diet magazines/tabloids. Yuck. I try to start a conversation and she is not cooperating.

I put tunes on and am absorbed by the music. She is out – asleep within 10 minutes of getting on the highway. This isn’t the P98 – this is the way she is – 10 minutes in a car as a passenger – she is out. But I am content and in the moment, knowing that it is a warm day and summer is coming and spend the drive essentially alone with my thoughts. My mind is racing with unanswered questions - some that I’m sure are unanswerable.

11:15 arrive at Chinese restaurant for Dim Sum. Another 12.5 mcgs. Subject was how to get the son a job and become a productive member of society.

Noon – on the highway Casino D. She starts to read one of the romance novels and zap she is out again. I’m thinking that I am very receptive to the music on the CD and am curious as to whether P98 is giving me a more than usual “open mind”. I scan the FM band for a part of the trip. No, I’m still a channel changer because I can’t handle some types of music.

12:55 – arrive at Casino D where she gets eager to leave me to myself. I can go out and look at the town or go to one of the bars inside. I stay and wind up with bartender Pierre. I had all of three beers in 3 hours. 1:00pm and another 12.5 mcg spray.

There was a young fellow sitting 2nd stool down from me. I remark how I thought having open matchbooks in the ashtrays was decorative – but dumb. Well, he remarked that he was a non-smoker, but “I’m all about individual rights”. I’m thinking, “Uh Oh. Young Idealist Alert!” He tells me that he is living in the People’s Democratic Republic of Maryland where things are really bad. Knowing full well what his answer was going to be, I asked him, “What do you think about rewarding irresponsible financial behavior with bailouts?”

We’re instant buddies!

I told him that I just arrived from having Dim Sum in one of that People’s Republic Chinese restaurants. Long story short (yea right)
He isn’t a penny slot gambler either – his mother wanted to play. We chatted till 2:30pm about our lives, things we’ve done, women, and where we’ve been. Then his mother showed up to go home. During that time he bought me a beer and handed me a napkin and a pen wanting to know where the Dim Sum restaurant was along with the Korean market and restaurant where they have 20 some varieties of Kimchee. We exchanged names and expressed a hope to see each other again. I came away with names of Indian and Ethiopian restaurants

4:10pm – left Casino D – one more spray of P98.
4:30pm ate at Long John Silvers and then the drive home. She’s talkative but only about here penny slot adventures of bonus rounds and getting away with a $100 win. Then 20 minutes into the drive she is asleep. ZZZzzzz.

We’re home well after six, check the mail and write some checks to pay bills.

7:30pm I go to Watering Hole N and add 12.5 mcgs of P98 and one Budlight
It was pretty empty as there was a social down at the firehouse tonight. Baseball is on the tube and nobody has fed the jukebox.

I am not a Baseball Fan. Means absolutely nothing to me, but if there are several guys that are “authorities”, I can hold my own by acting similar to a Rogerian therapist. Do you think that he should have got fired? Didn’t they get him in trade? Wasn’t that the guy that….

Well, I’m not in the mood tonight. Mr. R says that he thought it might be me that crashed the ultra light plane the day earlier and is glad to see that I was okay. I chuckled and said, “When I was younger, maybe, but the only planes I’m getting in have to have four of those big honking jet engines – not something made from aluminum tubing, canvas and lawnmower parts.” Mr. R is a really nice guy, intelligent and no dummy.

But then some player on the tube hit the ball and from then on – I could not disconnect him from the subject. This could be the downside of P98. Where is the shut up and leave me alone for a while button? Finally the boss came in and asked him to take something out of the kitchen.

9:10pm a girl walks in with her BF for a six pack to-go and she is wearing an “I hate New York” T-shirt. I tried to strike up a conversation, read her shirt aloud and say,
“Hey, I think I like you already. What part of New York is it that you hate?”
She says, “Yankee Stadium”.

Wouldn’t you know it has to do with baseball!

I say, “Oh, I thought we had something in common. I don’t like it because law abiding citizens doing the speed limit on I-95 are honked, flipped off, yelled at and passed by like they’re standing still. And this was 2:00 in the morning on my way to Connecticut”.
She and her BF laughed and left with their beer.

10:45pm went home and showered.

It was an enjoyable yet intense day. “The Great Communicator” might be a working name for P98.

One thought is that it should function very well for someone to overcome social or approach anxiety – perhaps this would be a good addition to the present formulas of Instant Openness or Instant Shine?

[Bella]

Another great report, Jedi! Reps!

Bella

[Jedi_Nights]

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