"What do you suppose it is?" - Paul
Ahhhh, sweet nectar of life root beer. *belch, sigh of great contentment*
In more relivant news, that coworker I told you about, well I do make her very uncomfortable. I had a chance to ask her in the break room. I was on lunch and she came in to grab her stuff at the end of her shift and there was almost no one around so I was about to ask her when she said "Just stay away. You make me very uncomfortable so just stay away from me." And I said "I understand and respect that. May I know why I make you uncomfortable?" No responce. She simply gathered her stuff as quickly as she could. So I added "Maybe I could change how I act so you feel less uncomfortable." She sorta looked at me with this distant look in her eyes, ran to the door, checked her schedual, and was gone.
I'm not going to push it. I know what it's like to just not feel right around somebody. There's a guy I run into around town. I don't think he's a bad guy, I just get an unpleasant vibe when I'm around him. We've talked about it and still, when our paths cross, he tries to talk to me.
So I'm not going to do that to her. I don't like it that I'm probably making her job more difficult, but I'll do what I can to steer clear of her, for her sake.
*Another drink of root beer, baby belch, rappid fire belching* Mmmm... root beer.
"Song for the Asking" - Simon & Garfunkle
Mood: content
Tags: root beer, work, people
In more relivant news, that coworker I told you about, well I do make her very uncomfortable. I had a chance to ask her in the break room. I was on lunch and she came in to grab her stuff at the end of her shift and there was almost no one around so I was about to ask her when she said "Just stay away. You make me very uncomfortable so just stay away from me." And I said "I understand and respect that. May I know why I make you uncomfortable?" No responce. She simply gathered her stuff as quickly as she could. So I added "Maybe I could change how I act so you feel less uncomfortable." She sorta looked at me with this distant look in her eyes, ran to the door, checked her schedual, and was gone.
I'm not going to push it. I know what it's like to just not feel right around somebody. There's a guy I run into around town. I don't think he's a bad guy, I just get an unpleasant vibe when I'm around him. We've talked about it and still, when our paths cross, he tries to talk to me.
So I'm not going to do that to her. I don't like it that I'm probably making her job more difficult, but I'll do what I can to steer clear of her, for her sake.
*Another drink of root beer, baby belch, rappid fire belching* Mmmm... root beer.
"Song for the Asking" - Simon & Garfunkle
Mood: content
Tags: root beer, work, people