Morning routine
*Note entry for July 6th* He kept looking at me in that way again tonite. I hope it ends up meaning the same thing that it did the last time I had that feeling. I sure hope I'm not reading too much into his looks or how he goes out of his way to run into me. I seem to be good at making more of the situation than there actually is.
Every morning after work I sit outside and smoke a cigarette before I leave. It gives me a little time to unwind and I say bye to everyone as they are leaving. Plus it gives my mom a little extra time to sleep because she usually doesnt get up until 7am. I usually go at about 15 after 6.
This morning I was doing my usual, sitting outside smoking. "Bye. Bye. Bye. Goodnight. See you next week. Bye. See you later." This is me telling everyone bye. David walks outside and acts like he is going to leave, then comes around wide and walks up behind me. He sits next to me and I toss my pack of smokes at him, cause I know he wants one. We sit and chitchat about work for a bit, then I put my sunglasses on top of my head so I can go. He looks at me and says "Where do you think you're going? You aren't leaving yet." I say fine and sit and keep talking to him.
We finish our smokes and get up and go. As we're leaving, he notices the air in my tire is kinda low. We walk over to my car and I check my PSI (freakin' 15!). I stand up and complain to him a bit cause the last time my car was in the shop I had them check it twice. He says "You're short". I say "I'm 5'7" and 3/4", that's not short". (The average height for women being 5'4"). I stand straight up and he says, "You're too tall to wear heels, you'd be taller than me". I sed, "Well, I'll just get that surgery and get my legs chopped off and get a couple inches shaved off". (Note the sarcasm). He says, "No, you're perfect for me the way you are".
wtf?
Every morning after work I sit outside and smoke a cigarette before I leave. It gives me a little time to unwind and I say bye to everyone as they are leaving. Plus it gives my mom a little extra time to sleep because she usually doesnt get up until 7am. I usually go at about 15 after 6.
This morning I was doing my usual, sitting outside smoking. "Bye. Bye. Bye. Goodnight. See you next week. Bye. See you later." This is me telling everyone bye. David walks outside and acts like he is going to leave, then comes around wide and walks up behind me. He sits next to me and I toss my pack of smokes at him, cause I know he wants one. We sit and chitchat about work for a bit, then I put my sunglasses on top of my head so I can go. He looks at me and says "Where do you think you're going? You aren't leaving yet." I say fine and sit and keep talking to him.
We finish our smokes and get up and go. As we're leaving, he notices the air in my tire is kinda low. We walk over to my car and I check my PSI (freakin' 15!). I stand up and complain to him a bit cause the last time my car was in the shop I had them check it twice. He says "You're short". I say "I'm 5'7" and 3/4", that's not short". (The average height for women being 5'4"). I stand straight up and he says, "You're too tall to wear heels, you'd be taller than me". I sed, "Well, I'll just get that surgery and get my legs chopped off and get a couple inches shaved off". (Note the sarcasm). He says, "No, you're perfect for me the way you are".
wtf?