Old Friend ^_^
I wasn't that excited this past Sunday. In fact, my mood sucked, I felt kinda nauseated during my long walk to work, and then I had a little old lady shit-talking me from the other side of the counter. To make matters worse, my manager seemed down, and my co-worker for closing was knife-guy. I didn't talk to him at all, except once to ask to use the sink. It makes me feel really lonely when I'm at work on a night like that. Plus, we had to close early again on Saturday and Sunday. My hours for the week stunk, bad.
But then, my old friend who's attending the same college as me showed up with her best friend from the town where I used to live. She's been around this whole time, but maybe she couldn't get ahold of me before? I don't know, but she always acts happy to see me when she does. We did a *proper* phone number swap this time, and I got a chance to go over and sit with her.
This girl I used to work with at Dunkin. She's kind of a hippie and always makes us listen to Pink Floyd when we're together, whether it was at work or just hanging out. I always kinda thought she might be sucking up to me, and I felt a little bad about letting a lower employee smoke me up after work. My intention, BTW, was never to abuse my lowly shift position; I do really like hanging out with her. She has a perma-grin and a laugh that feels nostalgic to me, maybe a little too much like my old best friend, minus the wild-eyed, teeth-baring malice. Getting stoned and putting on some Floyd also harkens back to a simpler time for me, too, when I first started smoking as a 15 year old kid, doing sleep-overs where me and the old best friend used to watch the Wall every time.
Oh, but I digress. This isn't about old friends; it's a current one. Probably the only one.
She's an EMT and going to school to become a drugs and alcoholism counselor. It's funny how anyone I end up really liking tends to be a social services type. Her best friend is a counselor or therapist of some type, too. I'm worried, though; she didn't look good. My friend looked liked she'd doing well, at least. I didn't call on Sunday, 'cause one thing, she said she'll call me, and another, her best friend was visiting, obviously. Am I jealous? A little, but I'd rather be friends with them both. I just suck at socializing with people outside of the one-on-one, but I've been practicing at school. My major kinda forces me to. And my friend is the overly anxious type, too. We really have a lot in common in that department. I can feel a little better if I do end up being the one to call her, because she's shy and I know it as a fact she's stated plenty of times.
But then, my old friend who's attending the same college as me showed up with her best friend from the town where I used to live. She's been around this whole time, but maybe she couldn't get ahold of me before? I don't know, but she always acts happy to see me when she does. We did a *proper* phone number swap this time, and I got a chance to go over and sit with her.
This girl I used to work with at Dunkin. She's kind of a hippie and always makes us listen to Pink Floyd when we're together, whether it was at work or just hanging out. I always kinda thought she might be sucking up to me, and I felt a little bad about letting a lower employee smoke me up after work. My intention, BTW, was never to abuse my lowly shift position; I do really like hanging out with her. She has a perma-grin and a laugh that feels nostalgic to me, maybe a little too much like my old best friend, minus the wild-eyed, teeth-baring malice. Getting stoned and putting on some Floyd also harkens back to a simpler time for me, too, when I first started smoking as a 15 year old kid, doing sleep-overs where me and the old best friend used to watch the Wall every time.
Oh, but I digress. This isn't about old friends; it's a current one. Probably the only one.
She's an EMT and going to school to become a drugs and alcoholism counselor. It's funny how anyone I end up really liking tends to be a social services type. Her best friend is a counselor or therapist of some type, too. I'm worried, though; she didn't look good. My friend looked liked she'd doing well, at least. I didn't call on Sunday, 'cause one thing, she said she'll call me, and another, her best friend was visiting, obviously. Am I jealous? A little, but I'd rather be friends with them both. I just suck at socializing with people outside of the one-on-one, but I've been practicing at school. My major kinda forces me to. And my friend is the overly anxious type, too. We really have a lot in common in that department. I can feel a little better if I do end up being the one to call her, because she's shy and I know it as a fact she's stated plenty of times.