Amazingly, this is not the first time I have made one of my coworkers cry while working for this company.
One of my coworkers has been ranting for about a week and a half about how she is convinced that the government is poisoning us through our food. I let this go for a while, but today, I just got sick of it. The breaking point was when I eventually told her that she has the option to grow her own produce if she doesn't trust anything being sold in stores, which she did not see as an option. In response to this I told her that if she would not consider that a feasible option, then I didn't want to hear her ranting anymore because she was throwing out any possible solution... apparently that upset her quite a bit.
The past couple weeks have been a mix of uneventful days and unexpected happenings... I guess.
After a week, I decided to send my coffee shop crush a facebook friend request (let me reiterate how much of a silly schoolgirl I am behaving like. seriously.) I am still frustrated because this guy totally intimidates me. Do you realize how RARE it is that anyone truly intimidates me? I don't even know why I feel that way. At least I am actually being conversational with him... Goodness... I feel so pathetic over all this.
Other happenings for the past week -- Sunday, a friend told me that she keeps thinking about me because she wants to set me up with a friend of hers. I have met the guy, have had a few conversations with him. He seems like a great guy, but I honestly don't foresee him to be someone I would date. I told her I would definitely get to know him though. Honestly, I am probably not someone he would want to date once he gets to know me.
Super Bowl Sunday, I was invited to a Super Bowl party, of course, but also an old friend that I have known since we were 14 asked to hang out. Knowing I was going to be splitting my time between a party and a casual hang out helped me to be cautious about what I was drinking, but I have to admit, it is a hard thing to do when others are making your drinks.
The boy who a friend said she wants to set me up with was coincidentally at the super bowl party. I made a point to talk to him, but I will admit, I was definitely feeling the effects of the alcohol. I still feel that he is not someone I would date though.
After having a couple drinks, then eating some food/waiting some bit of time to make sure I was in fact sober, I headed out to meet up with my old friend. I hadn't talked with the boy in at least 3 or 4 years, knowing that the potential for it to be awkward was pretty high. We went to a little hippie cafe, which had the ambiance of a Parisian bar that would have been in the film, Moulin Rouge. On one side of the place, there was an open mic poetry reading going on, which was separated from the rest of the place by big curtains. The side we were on was absolutely covered by strands of white and red Christmas lights. The walls were red... at least they appeared that way. There were random bits of art all over the walls, some of which looked like the sort of paintings you could find in a thrift store. At a table near the bar, was a man dressed as a wizard who was offering $10 palm readings, or some sort of past/future telling of life.
It was great to catch up with an old friend. Even after so much time, it seems we are both of similar mindsets and outlooks on life. I have to admit, the entire time we were hanging out, I felt like I was still mildly buzzed from the drinks I was given at the super bowl party though.
Lately, I have been working on cleaning and fixing up my bike. It is a 1993 bright fuchsia road bike that I got a great deal on simply because nobody seems to want a bright fuchsia road bike. It was originally listed for a little of a grand, but had been reduced numerous times. I was able to get it for the fabulous price of $250. I had someone who works for the company that made the bike take a look at it and tell me a little about it. He said he would figure it would have sold for something around $800. In the shopping complex that I work in, there is conveniently a bike shop just a few doors down. One of the guys that works there comes in at least once a day. Today, I mentioned to him that I am working on my bike. He offered to take a look at it, make suggestions, and even told me he will give me a discount if I do buy anything from him. This, of course, has resulted in my coworkers making some deal about me supposedly flirting with the bike shop guy to get a discount. I swear, I was not doing that at all. Most of the time he sees me, I am barely even awake. Regardless, he seems to be a nice guy and is always incredibly happy when he comes in. And I am pretty thankful that he is wanting to help... I guess I should probably start giving him his coffee free or at lest discounted.
Tonight, I am supposed to go out for my birthday... which was 4 weeks ago... The friend who wants to take me out is the same friend who convinced me to make birthday plans, only to cancel on me.
Oh, and on one last little side note that I should mention -- This Friday night, I am supposed to get drinks with a guy that I met online... eeeeehhhh, should be interesting.
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