Friday, January 14, 2005

Oh Dear...

I don't really know how to start this off, so I'm just going to jump right into it. There is this guy at work and I will refer to him as "the guys whose name I don't know." If you can't guess, I don't know his name. He works on the sales floor and so he doesn't wear a name tag and if he ever did tell me his name, which I don't think he did, then I don't remember it. I'm so horrible with names, as soon as someone tells me their name, it's just gone. Anyway, we met awhile back in the break room. He was eating some cookies and offered some to me. Since then, I guess we've been pals. I don't know. We've never had any big conversations or anything. He just suddenly started saying hi to me all the time and asking me how I was doing. But, it'd be hard for me to hold a conversation with him anyways. I'm not sure what ethnicity he is; he's dark of skin and has an accent, and that's the best I can do. I'm not good with accents and such. I can never understand what he's saying, since I'm accent retarded and so our conversations consist of him talking and me either nodding and smiling or asking, "What was that?" One time when we talked, he told me about how he hated staying at home and doing nothing and he was always trying to get out of the house to go out to eat and/or go to a movie. A few days ago, he asked me what I was doing on Friday and I replied "Nothing." I figured he would be going somewhere with this so I asked him if he was working. He said that he wasn't, and then he went on and on about how he wanted to see the movie Coach Carter and wanted someone to go with. So yeah, today we're going to go see the movie Coach Carter. Well, I didn't really think much of this. I mean, he told me before of how he just likes getting out of the house and I had remembered telling him I have a bf and he saw pictures of Jay on my cell phone. But then I gave him a ride home that night and when I dropped him off at his house, he gave me a present that was square shaped. At first I thought it might be a journal because he saw me journaling once in the break room, but when I opened it I saw that it was actually make-up, lip stick and lip gloss to be exact. I was just so stupified I couldn't help but laugh! So yeah, I don't know what to make of this; whether he's hitting on me or not. I guess I just have to wait and see what happens tonight eh?

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