The Boy Who Wears Chucks
I talked to Chuck today. His real name isn't Chuck, it's something else, but Kat came up with Chuck for some reason - maybe because we're not actually friends yet, it's weird to call him by his real name. Anyway, we call him Chuck because the first thing I noticed about him is that he wears All-Stars.
(How funny would it be if, by some chance, he and I started dating and I continued calling him Chuck? It'd be my nickname for him.)
I went up to the circ desk like normal, and he was getting books out of the book drop, conveniently right in my way. I very nicely asked him to move, and he did, apologizing. I apologized back because I'm always in the way of the people working at the computer due to where my shelves are.
We had a little chat continuing with that subject, and when I left I said, "See you later." He said the same thing back.
When I got to my floor I was thankful I had brought my tracer with me, because one time I had left it on the 7th floor shelves and had to go back and get it. Then I realized it would have been the perfect excuse to go back and talk with him some more. I'll have to remember that technique for tomorrow!
(How funny would it be if, by some chance, he and I started dating and I continued calling him Chuck? It'd be my nickname for him.)
I went up to the circ desk like normal, and he was getting books out of the book drop, conveniently right in my way. I very nicely asked him to move, and he did, apologizing. I apologized back because I'm always in the way of the people working at the computer due to where my shelves are.
We had a little chat continuing with that subject, and when I left I said, "See you later." He said the same thing back.
When I got to my floor I was thankful I had brought my tracer with me, because one time I had left it on the 7th floor shelves and had to go back and get it. Then I realized it would have been the perfect excuse to go back and talk with him some more. I'll have to remember that technique for tomorrow!