Now did I not say I would come back with a part two? Well, here you guys go. Lets start off by saying everything was in good taste and I was not trying to be weird in any way. Please consider that to be a disclosure notice.
Lets take this time to talk about connections shall we? Now a few months ago before I really got established at my job and I had some really offensive off blue hair, I had a moment with a girl. It started over something so mediocre. Yes, we are seeing a theme with that word. Firstly, it was not even intentional that I ran over to her station to get the paint stick that scoops items off of the floor, I cannot explain it well enough for you. It was some weird Amazon thing currently. However what I do remember is she talked to me first as I grabbed the stick and I just remember looking at her and being totally in awe. She was the most beautiful thing in the world. Not trying to make things deep and awkward but deep down that was how I felt, she had some stellar green eyes. I forgot to mention she was a stud, not sure that is an offensive term or not, but she definitely looked like a boy. We connected on a less shallow level though, so you know that is always a plus if you ask me. Plus she has the number one thing I always look for in my potential mates and that would be a sense of humor. I guess you could say I was a having a "Blue is the Warmest Color" moment.
I remember her going too break because she was on overtime and she gave me a box cutter which I might add I didn't need but she smiled at me and it was amazing. I think what sucks is I did not realize that I was going home before her and I never got her name. I eventually did get it, but I got so lost in her presence it was like everything felt right, now am I sitting here saying I fell in love? Of course not!! All I am saying is that connections like that do not come that often especially this day and age. I guess you could say I held that close because I am not really sure I will ever find it again. Just because I am sure me and a few people have not found their soulmate yet. Who knows if we ever will. I am sorry to speak on someone else's behalf, but sometimes all you can do is be honest for yourself and other people. Sometimes that previous statement can be a lie so feel free to proceed with caution. I find it incredible that I did not run into this girl for a few months considering she was in stow and usually you run into the same stowers every night, but that could just be me, I get lost kind of easy sometimes and I should work on that one day.
Lets do me a favor and fast forward to the point where this girl shows up again. I remember her being on the floor below me, admittedly I could not remember her face for a bit, and I had to be the creepy stalker girl who has to walk past you a hundred times to make sure it really is you. Running floor to floor that night pretending to get a battery for my hand held sucked considering I was two floors above her and the elevators were agonizingly slow. I already have anxiety so you know going up to her was not an option until like the fourth time, maybe sixth I got it right. I mustered up the courage to ask her if she remembered me having off blue hair and giving me a box cutter, the crazy part is she remembered and we spent until the end of shift talking about how shitty working the night shift was and how we were going to switch to day shift. Her name in this narrative is Jaime and she was the greatest especially after having like a 30 minute conversation with her. I came to find out that we had a lot in common. I already developed a massive crush, but this made it even stronger and I was curious about her. Oddly enough I made it my mission to get to know her. Every Thursday and Friday I made it my mission to go find her and talk to her. Some days, I got lucky and others I did not, but I never got discouraged.
I remember one Friday, I had to go talk to my problem solver friend, Juan, to look up her name and find out what station she was at just so I could casually and not creepily make my way there, at the discretion of having massive amounts of time-off-task. The sucky thing was, I was in the A section of this monster of a warehouse while she on the B side, and it was at least a twenty minute walk to get to the other side. She was totally worth the risk of getting let go might I add. So I did the work and I hauled ass all the way over there as I did my best not too get caught and she was there just like Juan told me she was and unfortunately my opening line was "Is your job hard?" That was probably the dumbest question to ask said person in stow because everyone knows they have the hardest job on the planet, even if some of them will not admit it. Come to find out she was the latter and she was absolutely fine with her job, which gave her the opportunity to find a sense of accomplishment in the pile of boxes with a bunch of shit in them. It also gave me the opportunity to explain my job which I was not proud of, but at least I get something fucking done. Plus she enjoyed it and it put a smile on her face, so I thought it was a win. However she had to break my heart by saying she was getting ready to transfer to day shift! It was like it was over before it started and I could not transfer because I had a stupid write up for bringing my phone out on the floor for the second time so for sixty days I was trapped in my position and I could not follow her. So I went home that night and thought things over and got advice from some outwardly co-workers.
A close friend of mine Randal said that I should come in and talk to her on her last day of work and get her number before transfers on Monday, now I was not all for it at first but thought, "Hey why not, this could be the real thing" so come the next day I did it. I let his crazy idea get to my head and I found some bullshit reason to show my face on a legit off day, I even went to the group meeting, I was all in for what I was about to do, so I hid in the back and asked Juan to start searching the whole place! It was struggle at first because we did not end up finding her and my manager Liam had to help and as awkward as it was I had to pretend I lost my house key. I am not good at lying and I thought finding her was going to be quick! Nope, I had to search the station, trash cans, talk to area managers, and PA's before getting to speak to her. Even when we did find her, I could only ask about my house key because Liam was hovering. I felt really dumb especially since Liam walked me out and told me stories all about how he lost his walkie talkie and badge. After that I walked into the break room to buy a fews parfaits because I felt like a failure. First I was going to drive away, but I figured I failed this far in life I might as well continue, so I went back in and I found her. I did the best I could to just get it out, but I figure a short conversation would not hurt, I thought I could ease her into it.
I started off basic by asking for her number and my long over drawn explanation was that I thought she was a really good friend and that if I did not get her number I could potentially not see her again Well it turns out her phone was broken and the only solution was to add her on Facebook. I was already disappointed, but I figured I would give it a shot because who is not doing this Facebook thing. I walk out of the place feeling some type of way and of course I go and add her on Facebook and I wait....What comes out of it? Nothing and once again I was left holding the bag, a bag of emotions that I was not ready for. I thought she was different, but I guess not. Randal told me to just let her go and I did. I still see her from time to time and it kind of hurts, but I do not stress over it either way. I guess this is just a lesson and for those of you out there who read this...I am sorry...do not get yourself down, there will be another Jaime :)
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