Alright.. back in action. Feeling better. Had a good cry... and all of a sudden things started moving again. Like the dam broke, and now everything's flowing. So wierd.
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I met someone - a fuzzy feeling someone. It's awesome. But it's also bad. And scary.
The short version.. he's been coming into the shop for a few months now, though sporadically (that word does and will always remind me of Clueless). I instantly liked him when we met, we connected in that way where you just feel totally comfortable talking to someone.
He mentioned wanting to work there, so of course I got him an app because, I thought, he's only 20, and I have a personal law or something against even being interested in anyone younger than me, and therefore nothing would ever happen, but I'd get to work with him if he got hired, and it would be good. I told him to put me down as a reference.
So, of course, we hang out and I find that I'm growing nuts about him... but still, I'm in denial because of the age thing. I just figure that it would never be, because the girl is supposed to be younger and shorter than the guy, and I'm only shorter than him. Yeah, I know.
So, of course, my boss falls in love with him in his interview because he's amazingly cool. He's hired on the spot, but he doesn't start for a week or so.
On Monday, he comes with us to Pizza Port to watch us drink (gah). I have two beers on an empty stomach and when we get kicked out at closing time I offer to do the beer run. He offers to drive. In the car, I feel like I'm going to burst... not only do I really like him by this point, but I've just found that I'm going to be his supervisor.. and I don't know how to deal. So, I tell him how I feel. And he kisses me.
Today was his orientation. We vow not to tell anyone at work.. and to take it slow. See what happens.
I officially don't know what the hell I'm doing.
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Of course, the drunk Hawaiian calls today and offers to bring me some food since I'll be spending T-Day first at work, then home alone. I have to figure out how to snag this GOOD free food while wiggling out of the inevitable ass grab he's going to go for. Worst case, I picked up a can of cranberry sauce today.... you know, the real stuff never quite cures my craving as much as the can... my roots are showing.
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I don't know what's more annoying - Celine Dionne, or the people that worship her.
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Verizon Wireless radio commercials make me laugh.
More later. Maybe.
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I met someone - a fuzzy feeling someone. It's awesome. But it's also bad. And scary.
The short version.. he's been coming into the shop for a few months now, though sporadically (that word does and will always remind me of Clueless). I instantly liked him when we met, we connected in that way where you just feel totally comfortable talking to someone.
He mentioned wanting to work there, so of course I got him an app because, I thought, he's only 20, and I have a personal law or something against even being interested in anyone younger than me, and therefore nothing would ever happen, but I'd get to work with him if he got hired, and it would be good. I told him to put me down as a reference.
So, of course, we hang out and I find that I'm growing nuts about him... but still, I'm in denial because of the age thing. I just figure that it would never be, because the girl is supposed to be younger and shorter than the guy, and I'm only shorter than him. Yeah, I know.
So, of course, my boss falls in love with him in his interview because he's amazingly cool. He's hired on the spot, but he doesn't start for a week or so.
On Monday, he comes with us to Pizza Port to watch us drink (gah). I have two beers on an empty stomach and when we get kicked out at closing time I offer to do the beer run. He offers to drive. In the car, I feel like I'm going to burst... not only do I really like him by this point, but I've just found that I'm going to be his supervisor.. and I don't know how to deal. So, I tell him how I feel. And he kisses me.
Today was his orientation. We vow not to tell anyone at work.. and to take it slow. See what happens.
I officially don't know what the hell I'm doing.
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Of course, the drunk Hawaiian calls today and offers to bring me some food since I'll be spending T-Day first at work, then home alone. I have to figure out how to snag this GOOD free food while wiggling out of the inevitable ass grab he's going to go for. Worst case, I picked up a can of cranberry sauce today.... you know, the real stuff never quite cures my craving as much as the can... my roots are showing.
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I don't know what's more annoying - Celine Dionne, or the people that worship her.
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Verizon Wireless radio commercials make me laugh.
More later. Maybe.
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From my experience, under 21 + secret romance= trouble, but it sure makes for a good story! And I love to tell stories....