What a strange and fun night
So, last night I had a frustrating day at work (I was there for two hours after we closed because the customers wouldn't leave). Thus, I decided that I would get myself very drunk that night. I did this quickly.
So, then a gorgeous girl from work starts talking to me about why I look at her a certain way, and I say honestly, she's gorgeous, but somehow I think she believed me to be interested in dating her or something. I'm really not, I clarified and said that I'm really just looking to have fun for the time being. Well, she kept saying I should step outside myself, be more outgoing with my co-workers, and I was kind of confused as to what her point was. I'm not really talkative at the bar, but I talk quite a bit at work, and even away from work I talk a lot when I can hear.
Well, the next thing I remember, I kissed her and we started making out. That was unexpected, and amusing, and fun. There was much laughter (and her saying "wow" a lot. hm?) afterwards.
I'm kind of fuzzy on the details, it's taken me all day just to piece that much together. I was really drunk at the time, so I may be missing something.
I don't work with her until Friday, and, um, I don't know. I keep thinking that there was a hidden subtext that my drunken self missed and I've been trying to work it out in my head. Maybe there was no subtext and she just hasn't heard my rambling conversations at work.
*shrugs*
So, then a gorgeous girl from work starts talking to me about why I look at her a certain way, and I say honestly, she's gorgeous, but somehow I think she believed me to be interested in dating her or something. I'm really not, I clarified and said that I'm really just looking to have fun for the time being. Well, she kept saying I should step outside myself, be more outgoing with my co-workers, and I was kind of confused as to what her point was. I'm not really talkative at the bar, but I talk quite a bit at work, and even away from work I talk a lot when I can hear.
Well, the next thing I remember, I kissed her and we started making out. That was unexpected, and amusing, and fun. There was much laughter (and her saying "wow" a lot. hm?) afterwards.
I'm kind of fuzzy on the details, it's taken me all day just to piece that much together. I was really drunk at the time, so I may be missing something.
I don't work with her until Friday, and, um, I don't know. I keep thinking that there was a hidden subtext that my drunken self missed and I've been trying to work it out in my head. Maybe there was no subtext and she just hasn't heard my rambling conversations at work.
*shrugs*