Warning: This is Long.
I found out tonight that Elaine has a boyfriend, after she mentioned him in casual conversation aka HINT HINT. No, I don't hit on her or anything, she just mentioned that she was helping him move and it sucks.
One thing ran through my mind over and over again, weaving through my heart and soul as I drank my soy latte in silence...
Thank goodness I never asked her out. I would have looked like a huge dork when she replied, "Um... I have a boyfriend."
Pressure's off. I like her and everything, but her ambiguous relationship status combined with her unusually friendly attitude towards me had me wondering, Does she like me? Is she waiting for me to make a move? While I like her and all, it really made conversation difficult as the whole idea made me nervous.
Whew, now the pressure is off. I can just talk to her. I don't like her THAT much, so no worries. I'm glad I didn't fall in love with her, because that would've hurt TOO much to have it end like THAT for the umpteenth time.
School! The week has absolutely kicked my ass since Monday.
Tuesday I woke up an absolute physical wreck, barely able to see and move about. Somehow I got to work by 7:30 and slugged through the day. I didn't have to spend seven straight hours on my feet, so I wasn't angry.
My A/R boss drops a bombshell at 4:55. She wants to get rid of her counterpart in A/R, who is sociable and reasonably nice and hard working, but she's four months behind on collecting money on accounts and it's affecting ALL of A/R's numbers. She wants me to stay and basically be her assistant while she handles the accounts herself. With the company having grown a bunch in the last year, the logic gaps with this argument are obvious, but I can barely think straight and let it go. I half-ass-agree with her and leave.
I get to class at 6:30, and no one is there. Class starts at 7:00 and I did not remember. I walk out and eat a Powerbar.
Geology is a boring class, but the material is rather interesting. A friend of mine from high school, who should have his Construction Management degree right now but doesn't because of this very class, waltzes in and cannot believe the perpetual boredom. Alas, he cannot drop because he needs the class. My ROOMMATE walks in, the angry Turkish girl, and doesn't see me. Biatch. I like volcanoes and fault lines for some reason. I go to Roma and spend an hour doing my Calculus homework.
Wednesday I try to go as long as I can without coffee before beginning the binge at work and make it about two hours. I am a moving robot; all other modes on my brain not involving moving, basic decision making, holding my organs together and doing my job have involuntarily shut down. People in the office make me mad becauise of their stupidity and I let them know without verbage. Everyone stays the f*ck out of my way while I pull P.O.s and hate everybody.
I get caught in traffic on the way to work and once I get out of the airport tunnel, nearly get run off the road by an RV. Then I pull up to the curb with five minutes to go and windsprint as much as a person carrying a 50 pound backpack can to Maryland Parkway, acroos the damn street, and across campus to the Business building. I do not receive a lecture for being late from Professor Asshole and finish class without incident. I am the only one in Calculus that truly gives a sh*t about the material. That's because I don't want to fail it a 3rd time.
Minor incident here. As I reach Maryland Parkway to cross, the light still red, there's this cute Australian girl giving this dude directions. She turns and gets to the corner and gives me this big 'Take Me Home With You Please' smile. She's a cutie brunette with long hair and a faded Annie t-shirt, shorts and flip flops. Flip flops are one of my pet-peeve-turn-offs, but she's cute so I'll forgive her. I smile back a moment and look out elsewhere while waiting because I honestly have nothing to say to her. Yes, there's basic shit to say like 'What's your major?' and 'What class did you just get out of?' but I'm f*cking tired and can't think so I didn't. I drive home and, instead of wondering what might have been, wonder what fast food I'm going to eat before I pass out.
Thursday, work sucks, film at eleven. No word from the A/R boss whether or not the shitcanning will happen. Hence I don't know if I'll have a job after Labor Day.
The lab was stupid simple this week because we only had to watch a movie, answer questions, turn them in and... oh yeah, our TA doesn't give a shit. This is my first college experience with a TA, believe it or not, and it's essentially what I expected. Yes, you get a Grad Nazi every now and then, but this kid was standard issue 'I-Don't-Give-A-F*ck-And-I-Know-You-Don't-Either'. I still do my work with diligence because I'm the good student who gives a damn and he isn't.
Miss A/R's day completely goes to hell Friday when a builder who promised her a 350k check for the company due today flaked out on her and she had to cut them off, so she forgot to find out whether or not I would be coming back Tuesday. The final official, default answer that I found out five minutes before the end of the day was 'No.' HOORAY, no more cabinet bullsh*t! I say last goodbyes to all and leave. Yes, I still have to find a job on Tuesday, but I am NOT coming back to this hellhole again!
I have no school today. WHOO HOO. I took a nap after work and going to the bank and having to drive off from these stupid pigs who pulled up and wanted to offer me a body job on my car. They cuss me out for ignoring them and I tell them in no uncertain terms to f*ck off before I drive away. Of COURSE I'm going to be a sh*thead if someone drives up to my car like they're gonna rob me, assholes. I'm so shaking mad when I walk into Wild Oats that I'm ready to kill someone, but I buy my stuff and that feeling passes.
I take a nap I've been waiting to take all week and I wake up a ton of bricks at 6:30. Went to Border's and discovered the Elaine detail I just told you above. What a frickin' week. And TWO MORE CLASSES TOMORROW!
Maybe everyone's right. Maybe I AM crazy to do this. Not that being crazy's ever stopped me before.
Discuss this with me.
I found out tonight that Elaine has a boyfriend, after she mentioned him in casual conversation aka HINT HINT. No, I don't hit on her or anything, she just mentioned that she was helping him move and it sucks.
One thing ran through my mind over and over again, weaving through my heart and soul as I drank my soy latte in silence...
Thank goodness I never asked her out. I would have looked like a huge dork when she replied, "Um... I have a boyfriend."
Pressure's off. I like her and everything, but her ambiguous relationship status combined with her unusually friendly attitude towards me had me wondering, Does she like me? Is she waiting for me to make a move? While I like her and all, it really made conversation difficult as the whole idea made me nervous.
Whew, now the pressure is off. I can just talk to her. I don't like her THAT much, so no worries. I'm glad I didn't fall in love with her, because that would've hurt TOO much to have it end like THAT for the umpteenth time.
School! The week has absolutely kicked my ass since Monday.
Tuesday I woke up an absolute physical wreck, barely able to see and move about. Somehow I got to work by 7:30 and slugged through the day. I didn't have to spend seven straight hours on my feet, so I wasn't angry.
My A/R boss drops a bombshell at 4:55. She wants to get rid of her counterpart in A/R, who is sociable and reasonably nice and hard working, but she's four months behind on collecting money on accounts and it's affecting ALL of A/R's numbers. She wants me to stay and basically be her assistant while she handles the accounts herself. With the company having grown a bunch in the last year, the logic gaps with this argument are obvious, but I can barely think straight and let it go. I half-ass-agree with her and leave.
I get to class at 6:30, and no one is there. Class starts at 7:00 and I did not remember. I walk out and eat a Powerbar.
Geology is a boring class, but the material is rather interesting. A friend of mine from high school, who should have his Construction Management degree right now but doesn't because of this very class, waltzes in and cannot believe the perpetual boredom. Alas, he cannot drop because he needs the class. My ROOMMATE walks in, the angry Turkish girl, and doesn't see me. Biatch. I like volcanoes and fault lines for some reason. I go to Roma and spend an hour doing my Calculus homework.
Wednesday I try to go as long as I can without coffee before beginning the binge at work and make it about two hours. I am a moving robot; all other modes on my brain not involving moving, basic decision making, holding my organs together and doing my job have involuntarily shut down. People in the office make me mad becauise of their stupidity and I let them know without verbage. Everyone stays the f*ck out of my way while I pull P.O.s and hate everybody.
I get caught in traffic on the way to work and once I get out of the airport tunnel, nearly get run off the road by an RV. Then I pull up to the curb with five minutes to go and windsprint as much as a person carrying a 50 pound backpack can to Maryland Parkway, acroos the damn street, and across campus to the Business building. I do not receive a lecture for being late from Professor Asshole and finish class without incident. I am the only one in Calculus that truly gives a sh*t about the material. That's because I don't want to fail it a 3rd time.
Minor incident here. As I reach Maryland Parkway to cross, the light still red, there's this cute Australian girl giving this dude directions. She turns and gets to the corner and gives me this big 'Take Me Home With You Please' smile. She's a cutie brunette with long hair and a faded Annie t-shirt, shorts and flip flops. Flip flops are one of my pet-peeve-turn-offs, but she's cute so I'll forgive her. I smile back a moment and look out elsewhere while waiting because I honestly have nothing to say to her. Yes, there's basic shit to say like 'What's your major?' and 'What class did you just get out of?' but I'm f*cking tired and can't think so I didn't. I drive home and, instead of wondering what might have been, wonder what fast food I'm going to eat before I pass out.
Thursday, work sucks, film at eleven. No word from the A/R boss whether or not the shitcanning will happen. Hence I don't know if I'll have a job after Labor Day.
The lab was stupid simple this week because we only had to watch a movie, answer questions, turn them in and... oh yeah, our TA doesn't give a shit. This is my first college experience with a TA, believe it or not, and it's essentially what I expected. Yes, you get a Grad Nazi every now and then, but this kid was standard issue 'I-Don't-Give-A-F*ck-And-I-Know-You-Don't-Either'. I still do my work with diligence because I'm the good student who gives a damn and he isn't.
Miss A/R's day completely goes to hell Friday when a builder who promised her a 350k check for the company due today flaked out on her and she had to cut them off, so she forgot to find out whether or not I would be coming back Tuesday. The final official, default answer that I found out five minutes before the end of the day was 'No.' HOORAY, no more cabinet bullsh*t! I say last goodbyes to all and leave. Yes, I still have to find a job on Tuesday, but I am NOT coming back to this hellhole again!
I have no school today. WHOO HOO. I took a nap after work and going to the bank and having to drive off from these stupid pigs who pulled up and wanted to offer me a body job on my car. They cuss me out for ignoring them and I tell them in no uncertain terms to f*ck off before I drive away. Of COURSE I'm going to be a sh*thead if someone drives up to my car like they're gonna rob me, assholes. I'm so shaking mad when I walk into Wild Oats that I'm ready to kill someone, but I buy my stuff and that feeling passes.
I take a nap I've been waiting to take all week and I wake up a ton of bricks at 6:30. Went to Border's and discovered the Elaine detail I just told you above. What a frickin' week. And TWO MORE CLASSES TOMORROW!
Maybe everyone's right. Maybe I AM crazy to do this. Not that being crazy's ever stopped me before.
Discuss this with me.