i get myself into pickles quite easily
and i dont mean literal pickles
last night this girl came in. she has been coming in on the weekends for the last three weeks. i have talked briefly with her and her boyfriend when they came in, and always thought they were a cool couple. exept for the fact that the boy was extremely emotional, and was proud of the fact that he would cry at anygiven time with hardly any reason to do so.
so, anyway last night this girl comes in and the first thing out of her mouth is that she dumped mr. emotional
i replied "oh, okay" not thinking a whole lot of it.
being that this girl is an artist and i am the new art manager at insomnia (enter your undying applause here) she showed me some of her stuff, and i signed her up to showcase her stuff for the month of may.
throughout the night we talked a little bit and every time we talked she would say things like "you rock the world" and "you are so incredible" to which, once again i didnt think much of because, well i dont really know why i didnt think much of her flattery, but i always replied "thanks"
towards the end of my shift she came up to me and asked to borrow a pen.
then she asked for my number
now, at this point i realized that she might have some feelings torwards me. and being that i dont process things quickly, and that she was so extremely froward i gave her my number.
she asked me if i wanted hers i responded "no, i hate talking on the phone" which is an incredibly true statement
she dropped her gaze and said something like "oh. okay" and walked off
now, my friend standing next to me who saw the whole thing slapped me on the back of the head and said "stupid! you dont do that. now go get her number"
i did
inspite of the fact that i had no real intention of calling, because i hate talking on the phone.
well i got off work, and she was leaving at the same time i was so i ended up walking her to her car in the midst of the pouring rain (my shoes are still wet) and said goodbye. she wanted a hug
she got a very akward facsimile
afterwards i went home and by the time i arrived she had already called me
she told me that the reason she had been coming in was because she thought i was cute and much more stable than her recent ex.
and then she proceeded with small talk for exactly thirty minutes
this was no small annoyance being that i was tired and i hate talking on the phone
then, today on the way to work she called again, just to tell me about her day.
i told her i couldnt talk, because i had to go to work.
she replied that she might come in tonight
and that she would call to tell me if she was or not.
now, to me thats the biggest waste of a phone call i can think of
because i'll know if shes coming when i see or dont see her.
so, it seems that i am dating this girl who seems cool, but who i dont know and for that matter dont really care to at the moment.
and now i dont know what to do.
i (once again) take back everything i said about wanting a relationship.
all i want is silence and a good book
oh, and the abolishment of all needless phone conversations
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