Finally…a journal entry

I never know what to say on these things. I know if I say something like “Jessica Alba Nude” I’ll get a ton of hits, but I’m not sure people will like what they find in their fruitless search. Anyways, let me get all personal for the boys and girls out in the internet world.

A weird thing occurred at work today. Three co-workers and I were in the warehouse talking a bit and this new girl working in media kept coming over to ask one of them questions. I didn’t think anything of it, but the girl who was with us, who tends to have a “biting” personality (lol), started making loud comments how this girl is treating this kid like her life coach and all. I know it was in good humor and all, but this new chick seems REALLY nice (I mean that she literally looks like she’ll be saint material one day or something) and I felt guilty afterward. What the hell is that? To make it even worse, I had to ask her help finding something for a customer I was helping because the customer was “attractive” and I’m still a guy, no matter how many times I’ve struck out recently. That was wonderful.

That’s not the weird part, though. My buddy and another co-worker passing by suggested that she would be good for me. Why? Ok, she’s pretty cute, nothing amazing, but maybe I’m too picky. Looking at my track record, I tend to go for the girls who are one shot hookups and look for a relationship with the girls that I can’t seem to have. I don’t know why it hit me so hard, but it’s bugging me like no hell. I think I’m going to just try to be friends with her, if I see her enough. That’s a decent middle ground, no? It’ll shut my idiots friends up and maybe balance out the karma from laughing at the life coach joke. Worse comes to worse, she’ll be gone once the holidays are done, most likely, since she’s a seasonal hire. I’m so nice (not the saint like nice, more like the sarcastic nice).

That’s all I have for you people. I didn’t want to write a journal, but I’m just too giving. You’re welcome. I’ll take appreciation in cash form.

One Response to “Finally…a journal entry”

  1. Why do you have to plan what’s gonna happen?! Why can’t you just let things be and see what’s up?!

    Boys are so dumb sometimes…. Lol

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