Crush.
Kay, so I think one of the guys at work has a crush on me. Not in a creepy way, but in an admiring way. It makes me feel all special, I never experienced this kind of crush to often. The only kind of crushes I got was the ones from guys that thought since I was a bit over weight that I had no selfasteem and it would be easy to get in my pants. Why do some guys think that. Just cause I was 'fat' didn't mean I hated myself and would sleep with any guy that tried, just so I could make myself feel better. I love the shit out of myself. Anyway, off subject. The guy is one I sat by in the brake room one time, I dunno why there were plenty empty tables in the brake room but before I really knew it I was sitting at his table. We talked for a while until my ride got there. You could tell he was surprised because apparently people don't just sit with people like that. (Which will bring me to another story after this one.) I haven't seen him in a while until the other day, he walked by the deli and saw me, took a minute to realize who I was. People look different with hairnets on. Ever since he found out what department I work in he comes by the deli every day when he gets there to tell me hi and wish me a good day, and every night before he leaves he comes back by to see if I am there so he can tell me to have a good night and ask me how my day was. He always gets this kinda goofy/cute smile when he sees me too. It just dawned on me Thursday that maybe he has a crush on me, so next time he comes over to talk to me I think I'll work it into the conversation that I am taken, and that I am gay. I don't want to lead him on, but I know when he smiles at me I always smile back, that's just me. Plus he just has such a cute smile. But I also don't want to make him uncomfortable, cause I'd be great to have another friend there at Walmart, because apparently my Walmart reputation is about to go to shit.
And that last comment brings me to the next thing I wanted to elaborate on. I was sitting in the brake room at a table with Andre and Matt, two guys that I work with. They are both really cool. Andre is gay, and very loud when he talks. Matt seems kinda, I dunno what word to use. Not 'slow' but not a hundred percent there. Hopefully that makes sense. Anyway, they are both HUGE nerds, which is right up my ally since I might be a bigger NERD than they are. We sit around on brakes talking about comic books, mostly Marvel. Well, I was sitting with them and a few people walked in the brake room, I sit with these people sometimes too. They all sit down in the corner of the room and call me over to sit with them. I look at Andre and was about to decline their invite when him and Matt told me they were about to go clock back on anyhow. So, I went to sit with the other guys, and Andre and Matt went and clocked back in. When I got to the table one girl (Can't remember her name, we'll call her Girl1.) said "Your welcome." They all laughed. I was confused and made a eh noise. Then Girl2 said "We rescued you from those two." Again, they all laughed. Me: "What do you mean?" Girl2: "You don't wanna be seen talking to that bunch, if you do you're reputation here will be shit. Those are the nerd losers." More laughter. Now, I know the person I call myself should have stood up right there and told them off. I should of told them how nice Andre and Matt are, how funny they are, how I have FUN talking to them about 'Nerd Loser' stuff. Then I should have stormed out. But, I didn't. I'm pretty ashamed of myself. I just nodded and said "Thanks for the info, I think I can take my chances." and they laughed, and I left. I didn't laugh with them, or agree with them or anything, but still I SHOULD have stood up for Andre and Matt, they are both awesome people. I felt like I was in high school all over again. I almost felt like I needed to walk to the front and check the sign over the door. I spent the rest of my brake outside in the smokers pit.
Whelp, that's all for now. I need to get ready for work. See you guys later.
And that last comment brings me to the next thing I wanted to elaborate on. I was sitting in the brake room at a table with Andre and Matt, two guys that I work with. They are both really cool. Andre is gay, and very loud when he talks. Matt seems kinda, I dunno what word to use. Not 'slow' but not a hundred percent there. Hopefully that makes sense. Anyway, they are both HUGE nerds, which is right up my ally since I might be a bigger NERD than they are. We sit around on brakes talking about comic books, mostly Marvel. Well, I was sitting with them and a few people walked in the brake room, I sit with these people sometimes too. They all sit down in the corner of the room and call me over to sit with them. I look at Andre and was about to decline their invite when him and Matt told me they were about to go clock back on anyhow. So, I went to sit with the other guys, and Andre and Matt went and clocked back in. When I got to the table one girl (Can't remember her name, we'll call her Girl1.) said "Your welcome." They all laughed. I was confused and made a eh noise. Then Girl2 said "We rescued you from those two." Again, they all laughed. Me: "What do you mean?" Girl2: "You don't wanna be seen talking to that bunch, if you do you're reputation here will be shit. Those are the nerd losers." More laughter. Now, I know the person I call myself should have stood up right there and told them off. I should of told them how nice Andre and Matt are, how funny they are, how I have FUN talking to them about 'Nerd Loser' stuff. Then I should have stormed out. But, I didn't. I'm pretty ashamed of myself. I just nodded and said "Thanks for the info, I think I can take my chances." and they laughed, and I left. I didn't laugh with them, or agree with them or anything, but still I SHOULD have stood up for Andre and Matt, they are both awesome people. I felt like I was in high school all over again. I almost felt like I needed to walk to the front and check the sign over the door. I spent the rest of my brake outside in the smokers pit.
Whelp, that's all for now. I need to get ready for work. See you guys later.