There's A Ghost Way Up On the Northeast Coast....
Slowly, slowly but surely, things are turning around. I didn't get the job at the Upper West Side store, but that is kind of okay, because I wasn't sure I liked the dynamic of the office there. And besides, today, my team leader said she thought I ought to set my sights on the Brooklyn store when it opens, and that she would talk to regional about whether or not I'd have a shot, and that is a BIG DEAL. Perhaps people who don't live in the city wouldn't have gotten the memo, but this store has been in the works for forever and it's finally supposed to be opening at the end of this year. It's going to be a flagship store for the company, and there is going to a lot of shit going on there that is just innovative and different and just on a whole other level. So SNAPS.
In other news, things also seem to slowly be turning around for me and my green-haired darling. Though we all kind of knew he was a big fraidy cat, it's becoming more obvious. He got that promotion he interviewed for earlier this week, and actually has been engaging me in conversation here and there. He even bothered to tell me when the interview was going to be in the first place last week, and a few days later, decided to let me know that he bought a new Zaku model kit, which I thought was telling considering that obviously that is something I would be interested in.
On Thursday, I had a kind of shitty day though, so I randomly texted him a photo of a chalkboard I made of a mutual friend of ours who works at my store. He texted back almost right away that he liked it, and then we started talking about how ridiculous this particular guy is. I then asked him what he was doing, and he told me about his evening. Then I was like, 'This is the part where you ask me what I'm doing, FYI.' So he did, and I was like, 'That's more like it!' and told him about how I was playing one of the Penny Arcade games, and we went back and forth about some nerdy things. Then when he went quiet, I decided I was tired and I got into bed and texted before I turned out the light, 'Thanks, you fixed my shitty day.' He replies, 'Did I!?!?!' and I affirmed he did. Then he was like, 'I hope you have a nice weekend. You deserve it.' I said, 'I guess we'll see.' Then he asked if I had plans, and I said just work so far, and he was like, 'Yeah, me too, closing all weekend.' And I was like, 'Well then let's have lunch before your shift on Sunday.' He said, 'Oh you smooth operator,' and I was like, 'I wasn't born yesterday. Also you are predictable and obvious. Checkmate, I win! One to nothing, whoohoo' And he was like, 'How about I'm busy Sunday sleeeepinnnnngggggg?' So I said, 'Then that would be impressively douchey. Don't make me show up at your place. You can still sleep and get up for lunch. I don't know why you are so afraid of me. Seriously.' And he finally conceded, so I told him to come out from under the bed and that he ought to choose where we go so he has a little control and therefore more comfort. He said, 'I'm okay... I just want it to be okay,' and then quickly added, 'The whole seeing you thing.' Then I told him to think about where we should go and that if I didn't want it to be okay, I'd have said, 'Fuck it, ain't nobody got time for dat' a long ass time ago and that I wasn't out to yell at him or make him feel like shit or anything. Then I told him I was happy and goodnight.
I think that he is just afraid that I am going to fall apart on him or try to jump right into everything that went wrong right away or something like that. I think that there are still feelings but it is more his personality to proceed with caution to protect himself in these kinds of situations. So I'm going to just put myself out there because I love him and if more people would run down the street in the rain, chasing a taxi just to tell someone that, then maybe more loves would last. My one friend said that so long as there is caring, then things will be fine, and I think that I at least know there is that. I've been prepping myself like crazy, though, trying to make sure I have thought a lot about what to say, and what to hold off on just yet. Maybe I'm thinking too hard, but I don't want to do anything to hurt him. Because that would only break my heart.
In other news, things also seem to slowly be turning around for me and my green-haired darling. Though we all kind of knew he was a big fraidy cat, it's becoming more obvious. He got that promotion he interviewed for earlier this week, and actually has been engaging me in conversation here and there. He even bothered to tell me when the interview was going to be in the first place last week, and a few days later, decided to let me know that he bought a new Zaku model kit, which I thought was telling considering that obviously that is something I would be interested in.
On Thursday, I had a kind of shitty day though, so I randomly texted him a photo of a chalkboard I made of a mutual friend of ours who works at my store. He texted back almost right away that he liked it, and then we started talking about how ridiculous this particular guy is. I then asked him what he was doing, and he told me about his evening. Then I was like, 'This is the part where you ask me what I'm doing, FYI.' So he did, and I was like, 'That's more like it!' and told him about how I was playing one of the Penny Arcade games, and we went back and forth about some nerdy things. Then when he went quiet, I decided I was tired and I got into bed and texted before I turned out the light, 'Thanks, you fixed my shitty day.' He replies, 'Did I!?!?!' and I affirmed he did. Then he was like, 'I hope you have a nice weekend. You deserve it.' I said, 'I guess we'll see.' Then he asked if I had plans, and I said just work so far, and he was like, 'Yeah, me too, closing all weekend.' And I was like, 'Well then let's have lunch before your shift on Sunday.' He said, 'Oh you smooth operator,' and I was like, 'I wasn't born yesterday. Also you are predictable and obvious. Checkmate, I win! One to nothing, whoohoo' And he was like, 'How about I'm busy Sunday sleeeepinnnnngggggg?' So I said, 'Then that would be impressively douchey. Don't make me show up at your place. You can still sleep and get up for lunch. I don't know why you are so afraid of me. Seriously.' And he finally conceded, so I told him to come out from under the bed and that he ought to choose where we go so he has a little control and therefore more comfort. He said, 'I'm okay... I just want it to be okay,' and then quickly added, 'The whole seeing you thing.' Then I told him to think about where we should go and that if I didn't want it to be okay, I'd have said, 'Fuck it, ain't nobody got time for dat' a long ass time ago and that I wasn't out to yell at him or make him feel like shit or anything. Then I told him I was happy and goodnight.
I think that he is just afraid that I am going to fall apart on him or try to jump right into everything that went wrong right away or something like that. I think that there are still feelings but it is more his personality to proceed with caution to protect himself in these kinds of situations. So I'm going to just put myself out there because I love him and if more people would run down the street in the rain, chasing a taxi just to tell someone that, then maybe more loves would last. My one friend said that so long as there is caring, then things will be fine, and I think that I at least know there is that. I've been prepping myself like crazy, though, trying to make sure I have thought a lot about what to say, and what to hold off on just yet. Maybe I'm thinking too hard, but I don't want to do anything to hurt him. Because that would only break my heart.