When it rains... it poors...
Just to kind of pick up where I last left off, I decided to go ahead and ask Erica (the interesting blonde girl from AU) to go ahead and have dinner with Dustin and I Thursday night. However, things didnt work out like I wanted them to... I decided to ask her during the last class of the day which turned out to be a big mistake. She saved me a seat like normal but the class we were in was about sexual harrassment in the work place. They went into so much detail about sexual harrassment with other co-workers that I actually felt uneasy about asking her all over again... So we went to another lecture after that class and I had planned on asking her again when we went on a tour to RadioShack's new concept store. Well she didnt even go... so yeah, it didnt work out at all. It made me sad... she could have possibly been the love of my life... *sighs* We did talk that Friday morning and we gave each other our contact information so at least we can become really good friends.
I walked into my store on Saturday morning and wanted to cry. About a week ago, we had 70 MPH winds and it blew my roof off so when it rained Saturday, it went straight into my store. I walked in and realized that there was an inch deep of water covering my store... these last 4 days Ive been trying to recover from it but with softball sized hail continue to hit us and other rainstorms, I feel like its almost pointless....
I saw Ivey a couple of nights ago. She called me when she found out that her dog had been run over. I could have calmed her down over the phone but I know her well enough that she was looking for comfort and advice on what to do next so I went ahead and met her at her house. She cried and I just held her until she could get up again. I offered to help her bury him so we snuck around to the backyard and I started digging. We burried him with his favorite toy tiger and went back inside. She didnt want me to leave so I offered to stay the night with her. We didnt do anything, I just held her during the night and did my best to ensure she made it through the night. I figured out that all she ever wanted me to be was her SuperMan... I just dont know if I want to do that....
I walked into my store on Saturday morning and wanted to cry. About a week ago, we had 70 MPH winds and it blew my roof off so when it rained Saturday, it went straight into my store. I walked in and realized that there was an inch deep of water covering my store... these last 4 days Ive been trying to recover from it but with softball sized hail continue to hit us and other rainstorms, I feel like its almost pointless....
I saw Ivey a couple of nights ago. She called me when she found out that her dog had been run over. I could have calmed her down over the phone but I know her well enough that she was looking for comfort and advice on what to do next so I went ahead and met her at her house. She cried and I just held her until she could get up again. I offered to help her bury him so we snuck around to the backyard and I started digging. We burried him with his favorite toy tiger and went back inside. She didnt want me to leave so I offered to stay the night with her. We didnt do anything, I just held her during the night and did my best to ensure she made it through the night. I figured out that all she ever wanted me to be was her SuperMan... I just dont know if I want to do that....