The Semester is Over
The semester is over for better or worse. Two twenty page papers, and two major projects later, I only wound up missing one and a half hours of work. So I guess I've been productive. I hope everything works out. I have to now start applying to grad schools--again, and work on my thesis. I have 13 poems left and Scott is as always very helpful. In January I'm sure that I'll be batting my eye lashes at him--going "PLEAAASEEE READ IT AGAIN!" Hehe. We'll see if he's half as gracious as the last time.
Thursday was the staff holiday party and I was ditched. Scott never e-mailed me to say that he wasn't coming--despite me asking if he could respond if he was ditching me... Well he ditched me for a 22 page paper due the next day. I'd like to go on record though that I had a 20 page paper due the next day and I still went to the party and to work the next day. But after being angry for three days I couldn't even mention it Saturday because I cannot physically stay mad at him...EVER. If I'm away from him I can be pissed off--actually looking at him--all over. He has this "sad puppy dog" face that he does--I have no idea how to describe it--it's very "don't you feel sorry for me? I'm tired and sick and unloved..." It isn't fair. I just look at him and he starts talking and the anger is gone. Like I said--I didn't even mention it. Of course that might have been because he worked a 14 hour day the day after the 20 page paper was due and he was carrying a handful of presents. The dude was practically staggering.
He was "supposed" (according to me) sign the card for Daniel--but he couldn't wait to give Daniel his present. Daniel greeted Scott at the door and he gave Daniel his present--stayed long enough to recieve his from Daniel and while Daniel was showing me his present (an electronic chess set which I of course knew NOTHING about..hehe right)Scott disappeared into the computer lab.
I gave Daniel his presents from me and Scott came up beside me to watch. Daniel--well he was not COMPLETELY happy with my presents. He did, however, appreciate my effort--despite me not being Mr. Scott. He was like---a Books-A-Million gift card. And I told him that it was for 10 dollars and he was like "well, I was thinking something more around 15." And I almost said--well go tell Mr. Scott to give you $5 but I did not. Daniel also got two Suduko books, to which he told me that he didn't need two. Later on he told me that I was taking everything he said as negative and he was not intending it to be negative. In front of Scott and I he said--"You could have gotten Yugioh cards." And Mr. Scott--of course told him that for his birthday that'd be all he was getting when he didn't want them anymore. I go on the record that all the kid told me he wanted for Christmas was the Nintendo Wii which Mr. Scott was NOT willing to give him.
So---yes where was I originally...right Scott was watching Daniel open the presents from me. Well Daniel opened them. Scott and I talked a little bit and then he went towards the computer lab and he told me that my present was waiting in the computer lab for me whenever I was ready for it. IN FRONT OF EVERYONE. Not very Scott like. AT ALL.
So I got Daniel to take a bag for me and then I had Scott's real present and cookies for his parents. So Daniel and I went into the computer lab followed by Sue's daughter. The bag was first and I pointed to it. Scott opened it and squeeled "bubble wrap!" As per usual, very excited by the bubble wrap. Hmmm, I wonder how I knew what to get him. Anyway he was actually rather excited about it. Then he looked at the real present and it was wrapped in bubble wrap and a green sticky bow. He shook the present and asked if it was a problem that it was ticking. I told him that it was--and he said--well then I'll give it to her to open--and went to hand it to Sue's daughter before grinning and opening it himself. He screamed "It's Darth Tater!" And then he looked more closely at it and realized that all of the Star Wars Mr. Potato head pieces were included. So he seemed like he was ok with it. I at least hope he was. He wore the green bow on his chest quite proudly. And he was all smiles when I confessed that I bought myself one too.
Then I gave him the cookies. I told them they were for his family. Well Daniel immediately asked for one. And I told him no, that they aren't Mr. Scott's--they are his family's. And Scott in front of both kids scoffs at me and says "screw my family, they're mine." And he proceeded to eat one. Hmmm ok. Lesson learned. Call the father first--tell him he is getting cookies--and then tell Scott I've already told him--hand them over. Or make several sets LOL. I was very flattered though.
Then it was my turn. He gave me and Daniel both a German map of WWII invasion. He told me "see, now I'm giving one to someone who can actually make some sense of it." And I blushed. Then Sue's daughter, Jenalynn (spelled who knows how)asked if I spoke German and I told her no, but that I was into Military History, sort of, maybe--after my thesis. And saying that I liked military history was so bizarre. I've never said the words before. It was surreal. The map is f*cking awesome though. And I've decided that in my real book--one should be included.
Then Scott pointed to the large box on the table and nodded at it. He told me that was for me too. Now I just assumed I wouldn't get anything from him. We have a weird, strange relationship, and half the time I don't think that we're friends. I'm just happy that he puts up with me to be honest. Anyway--the package was wrapped in Star Wars Christmas paper. Yeah, I know, the PERFECT MAN. So I try to disect it because--I wasn't ripping into it. STAR WARS PAPER. So then Scott freaked out (nice for him to feel it too) because he said "It's not meant to be saved. I'm not good at wrapping. They always wind up looking like creations and.." And the look I gave him shut him up. The package was wrapped just fine. He did a lovely job. So I had Daniel hold onto the paper while the box slid out. Scott commented that he had no idea it was like dismantling a bomb. Well, I squealed when I saw what it was. I also told him he shouldn't have... and he asked "shouldn't have what?" Well it was a Star Wars Episode III 3-D Movie Posture Sculpture. It's HEAVY and totally awesome. He told me that I could hang it on a wall or stand it up. I don't think a wall could support it though. And I thanked him, thanked him again, and told him that he was getting a hug (must warn the boy before I uncharacteristically touch him). And I did--our first hug ever. EVER. He wished me a "Happy Solstice or whatever you celebrate" LOL. Well, he's learning I guess.
Then there are of course kids still there. And they ask Scott what the Solstice is. And he did not give me a pleading look to speak--he made up the weirdest tale of what it is--parallel only with his attempt at putting my heroic fall into the trash juice into poetry. He told them that it was the night when all of the fairies danced around and flew about and even they weren't sure exactly what they were supposed to do. Both kids were like "really????" and I said--something like that--and Scott grinned at me. It was something... hehe.
Daniel and I ran off to take the sculpture out of the box and Daniel and I hung out together for a while. Suprising since Mr. Scott is his hero. So Daniel and I looked at it and we were both excited. I guess the computer games were ready because Scott made an appearance. We put all of the presents away (Daniel got me red and green socks that say "I want it all."
And then we entered the computer lab. Halo again. Hmmm. I'm getting better at it though. Daniel begged Scott for a cookie--to which I said again--that his mother took home his cookies and Mr. Scott didn't need to give him one. Well, Mr. Scott caved as he asked what other types of cookies were in the box. He grabbed a chocolate chip one and so did Daniel--who said "Gracias Sen~ora." Scott didn't get it until after I laughed, and then went "Hey WAIT! I want the cookie back!" And then Daniel said "Gracias Senorita." And I, of course, laughed harder and said that it was even worse. Scott flipped off the lights and sat down at his station and we started battling. A few other teens joined us and I was the ONLY, ONLY one that was actually on my team. It KILLED ME. In fact--Scott and several other teens that are actually good at the game kept killing me. Who was suprised that they won? I mean really. If I'm the biggest threat it's pretty pathetic. Scott said that a few times as well. HAHAHAHA. Yeah.
Then dinner was served (holiday dinner for the teens) and the computer lab emptied out. Daniel pointed to the large bowl of salad and said look Miss Kim--there's lots of salad for you. *sigh* it's a running joke between us. I eat a lot of salad in front of him but oh well. Well I made up my plate and was abandoned by Daniel. Scott sat down with me though. I was tired and distracted so I had a hard time focussing on him. Usually, not a problem at all. But I was on sensory overload. He told me about his paper, we laughed at our problems with formating and citations. We talked about our profs., our writing styles, our schedules, etc. etc. The rest of the staff were talking about this director guy--I had no idea--I was just staring out into space in their direction when Scott said "I knew he was a fake..."
And I went "uhhm... you did?" And then he said--"Yeah, come on...making a film in a community center?" And I figured out who he was talking about it and I siad that he hadn't fooled me. Scott said "Well, he was good..." and I was like "no, he wasn't." Scott gave me the weirdest look--in the history of Scott looks--and said, "He was a good con-artist, they certainly fell for it." I rolled my eyes at him. I told him that I was right. And he said "well you could have been wrong and then you would have nothing." I told him that I burned a lot of bridges with that one. But that I was right and the dude was creepy. Scott nodded his head and said "well, even now, maybe there is a beaver that is building a dam." And then we both shook our heads and said "probably not."
I eventually went to the front counter--but it was already being handled. I misunderstood my coworker's question and eventually it was sorted out. But oh well. And then I turned around and there was Scott watching me. We went into the gym and talked there. We watched the football game going on. He participated in the whole 'guy speak' thing with grunting and yelling, etc. Daniel eventually came in and started speaking with us. He asked what Scott's middle name was and Scott wasn't going to tell him. Daniel turned to me and asked if I knew. I nodded. Then Scott bent over to whisper into Daniel's ear Bob. And Daniel was like Scott BOB????? And I just smiled...the two of them are SOOO cute together. And while I was focusing on the two of them, Uchenna, one of the teens, tall and sweaty, was catching a ball and looked like he was going to ram me. I turned in time to see him a foot a way--when I screamed and tried to get out of the way. He stopped in time. And then I looked back at Scott and he looked sheepish and said "Miss Kim, there wasn't time. 'Kim there is a guy about to run into... yeah... sorry." Then when the kid was nowhere near me he said "Kim watch out--sorry they were REALLY close." And I just glared at him.
Then (I know--post of doom) we went and played computer games again. It was brilliant. I killed Scott A LOT. To be fair he killed me MORE--A lot more. We got into an aerial dog fight and he eventually killed me and when he heard me cry out. He said "THAT WAS YOU KIM???? That was actually pretty good." Well of course I responded that he taught me. And then he ate A LOT OF COOKIES. Penut Butter blossoms are apparently his favorite because "there is both Chocolate and peanut butter in the same cookie--what is there not to love?" Yes...so Mr. & Mrs. Allen...not getting cookies this year. Sorry, I tried.
Thursday was the staff holiday party and I was ditched. Scott never e-mailed me to say that he wasn't coming--despite me asking if he could respond if he was ditching me... Well he ditched me for a 22 page paper due the next day. I'd like to go on record though that I had a 20 page paper due the next day and I still went to the party and to work the next day. But after being angry for three days I couldn't even mention it Saturday because I cannot physically stay mad at him...EVER. If I'm away from him I can be pissed off--actually looking at him--all over. He has this "sad puppy dog" face that he does--I have no idea how to describe it--it's very "don't you feel sorry for me? I'm tired and sick and unloved..." It isn't fair. I just look at him and he starts talking and the anger is gone. Like I said--I didn't even mention it. Of course that might have been because he worked a 14 hour day the day after the 20 page paper was due and he was carrying a handful of presents. The dude was practically staggering.
He was "supposed" (according to me) sign the card for Daniel--but he couldn't wait to give Daniel his present. Daniel greeted Scott at the door and he gave Daniel his present--stayed long enough to recieve his from Daniel and while Daniel was showing me his present (an electronic chess set which I of course knew NOTHING about..hehe right)Scott disappeared into the computer lab.
I gave Daniel his presents from me and Scott came up beside me to watch. Daniel--well he was not COMPLETELY happy with my presents. He did, however, appreciate my effort--despite me not being Mr. Scott. He was like---a Books-A-Million gift card. And I told him that it was for 10 dollars and he was like "well, I was thinking something more around 15." And I almost said--well go tell Mr. Scott to give you $5 but I did not. Daniel also got two Suduko books, to which he told me that he didn't need two. Later on he told me that I was taking everything he said as negative and he was not intending it to be negative. In front of Scott and I he said--"You could have gotten Yugioh cards." And Mr. Scott--of course told him that for his birthday that'd be all he was getting when he didn't want them anymore. I go on the record that all the kid told me he wanted for Christmas was the Nintendo Wii which Mr. Scott was NOT willing to give him.
So---yes where was I originally...right Scott was watching Daniel open the presents from me. Well Daniel opened them. Scott and I talked a little bit and then he went towards the computer lab and he told me that my present was waiting in the computer lab for me whenever I was ready for it. IN FRONT OF EVERYONE. Not very Scott like. AT ALL.
So I got Daniel to take a bag for me and then I had Scott's real present and cookies for his parents. So Daniel and I went into the computer lab followed by Sue's daughter. The bag was first and I pointed to it. Scott opened it and squeeled "bubble wrap!" As per usual, very excited by the bubble wrap. Hmmm, I wonder how I knew what to get him. Anyway he was actually rather excited about it. Then he looked at the real present and it was wrapped in bubble wrap and a green sticky bow. He shook the present and asked if it was a problem that it was ticking. I told him that it was--and he said--well then I'll give it to her to open--and went to hand it to Sue's daughter before grinning and opening it himself. He screamed "It's Darth Tater!" And then he looked more closely at it and realized that all of the Star Wars Mr. Potato head pieces were included. So he seemed like he was ok with it. I at least hope he was. He wore the green bow on his chest quite proudly. And he was all smiles when I confessed that I bought myself one too.
Then I gave him the cookies. I told them they were for his family. Well Daniel immediately asked for one. And I told him no, that they aren't Mr. Scott's--they are his family's. And Scott in front of both kids scoffs at me and says "screw my family, they're mine." And he proceeded to eat one. Hmmm ok. Lesson learned. Call the father first--tell him he is getting cookies--and then tell Scott I've already told him--hand them over. Or make several sets LOL. I was very flattered though.
Then it was my turn. He gave me and Daniel both a German map of WWII invasion. He told me "see, now I'm giving one to someone who can actually make some sense of it." And I blushed. Then Sue's daughter, Jenalynn (spelled who knows how)asked if I spoke German and I told her no, but that I was into Military History, sort of, maybe--after my thesis. And saying that I liked military history was so bizarre. I've never said the words before. It was surreal. The map is f*cking awesome though. And I've decided that in my real book--one should be included.
Then Scott pointed to the large box on the table and nodded at it. He told me that was for me too. Now I just assumed I wouldn't get anything from him. We have a weird, strange relationship, and half the time I don't think that we're friends. I'm just happy that he puts up with me to be honest. Anyway--the package was wrapped in Star Wars Christmas paper. Yeah, I know, the PERFECT MAN. So I try to disect it because--I wasn't ripping into it. STAR WARS PAPER. So then Scott freaked out (nice for him to feel it too) because he said "It's not meant to be saved. I'm not good at wrapping. They always wind up looking like creations and.." And the look I gave him shut him up. The package was wrapped just fine. He did a lovely job. So I had Daniel hold onto the paper while the box slid out. Scott commented that he had no idea it was like dismantling a bomb. Well, I squealed when I saw what it was. I also told him he shouldn't have... and he asked "shouldn't have what?" Well it was a Star Wars Episode III 3-D Movie Posture Sculpture. It's HEAVY and totally awesome. He told me that I could hang it on a wall or stand it up. I don't think a wall could support it though. And I thanked him, thanked him again, and told him that he was getting a hug (must warn the boy before I uncharacteristically touch him). And I did--our first hug ever. EVER. He wished me a "Happy Solstice or whatever you celebrate" LOL. Well, he's learning I guess.
Then there are of course kids still there. And they ask Scott what the Solstice is. And he did not give me a pleading look to speak--he made up the weirdest tale of what it is--parallel only with his attempt at putting my heroic fall into the trash juice into poetry. He told them that it was the night when all of the fairies danced around and flew about and even they weren't sure exactly what they were supposed to do. Both kids were like "really????" and I said--something like that--and Scott grinned at me. It was something... hehe.
Daniel and I ran off to take the sculpture out of the box and Daniel and I hung out together for a while. Suprising since Mr. Scott is his hero. So Daniel and I looked at it and we were both excited. I guess the computer games were ready because Scott made an appearance. We put all of the presents away (Daniel got me red and green socks that say "I want it all."
And then we entered the computer lab. Halo again. Hmmm. I'm getting better at it though. Daniel begged Scott for a cookie--to which I said again--that his mother took home his cookies and Mr. Scott didn't need to give him one. Well, Mr. Scott caved as he asked what other types of cookies were in the box. He grabbed a chocolate chip one and so did Daniel--who said "Gracias Sen~ora." Scott didn't get it until after I laughed, and then went "Hey WAIT! I want the cookie back!" And then Daniel said "Gracias Senorita." And I, of course, laughed harder and said that it was even worse. Scott flipped off the lights and sat down at his station and we started battling. A few other teens joined us and I was the ONLY, ONLY one that was actually on my team. It KILLED ME. In fact--Scott and several other teens that are actually good at the game kept killing me. Who was suprised that they won? I mean really. If I'm the biggest threat it's pretty pathetic. Scott said that a few times as well. HAHAHAHA. Yeah.
Then dinner was served (holiday dinner for the teens) and the computer lab emptied out. Daniel pointed to the large bowl of salad and said look Miss Kim--there's lots of salad for you. *sigh* it's a running joke between us. I eat a lot of salad in front of him but oh well. Well I made up my plate and was abandoned by Daniel. Scott sat down with me though. I was tired and distracted so I had a hard time focussing on him. Usually, not a problem at all. But I was on sensory overload. He told me about his paper, we laughed at our problems with formating and citations. We talked about our profs., our writing styles, our schedules, etc. etc. The rest of the staff were talking about this director guy--I had no idea--I was just staring out into space in their direction when Scott said "I knew he was a fake..."
And I went "uhhm... you did?" And then he said--"Yeah, come on...making a film in a community center?" And I figured out who he was talking about it and I siad that he hadn't fooled me. Scott said "Well, he was good..." and I was like "no, he wasn't." Scott gave me the weirdest look--in the history of Scott looks--and said, "He was a good con-artist, they certainly fell for it." I rolled my eyes at him. I told him that I was right. And he said "well you could have been wrong and then you would have nothing." I told him that I burned a lot of bridges with that one. But that I was right and the dude was creepy. Scott nodded his head and said "well, even now, maybe there is a beaver that is building a dam." And then we both shook our heads and said "probably not."
I eventually went to the front counter--but it was already being handled. I misunderstood my coworker's question and eventually it was sorted out. But oh well. And then I turned around and there was Scott watching me. We went into the gym and talked there. We watched the football game going on. He participated in the whole 'guy speak' thing with grunting and yelling, etc. Daniel eventually came in and started speaking with us. He asked what Scott's middle name was and Scott wasn't going to tell him. Daniel turned to me and asked if I knew. I nodded. Then Scott bent over to whisper into Daniel's ear Bob. And Daniel was like Scott BOB????? And I just smiled...the two of them are SOOO cute together. And while I was focusing on the two of them, Uchenna, one of the teens, tall and sweaty, was catching a ball and looked like he was going to ram me. I turned in time to see him a foot a way--when I screamed and tried to get out of the way. He stopped in time. And then I looked back at Scott and he looked sheepish and said "Miss Kim, there wasn't time. 'Kim there is a guy about to run into... yeah... sorry." Then when the kid was nowhere near me he said "Kim watch out--sorry they were REALLY close." And I just glared at him.
Then (I know--post of doom) we went and played computer games again. It was brilliant. I killed Scott A LOT. To be fair he killed me MORE--A lot more. We got into an aerial dog fight and he eventually killed me and when he heard me cry out. He said "THAT WAS YOU KIM???? That was actually pretty good." Well of course I responded that he taught me. And then he ate A LOT OF COOKIES. Penut Butter blossoms are apparently his favorite because "there is both Chocolate and peanut butter in the same cookie--what is there not to love?" Yes...so Mr. & Mrs. Allen...not getting cookies this year. Sorry, I tried.