6 years ago
I had zero plans of making this journal but two things happened today that changed my mind.
First off. Last Friday. The conversation went like this.
Amy: Hey Keith. I just had an interesting conversation about you. Want to hear about it?
Me: Not really.
Amy: Well, a slot tech by the name of Tabatha thinks your cute.
My reaction was simply not believing her. Now I don't think I told too many people. Back in October I asked her out to lunch. Twice. The first time she said she'd think about it, the second time she said she had to behave because she was seeing someone.
Now Amy knows that I like her.
So as I said, I didn't belive her, simply because she knew I liked her and she has a boyfriend.
Turns out she wasn't lying. Tabatha really said it. Confimred by Tabatha herself and even brought up by herself. Along these lines.
Tabatha: So, I tell someone I think your cute, and you don't belive her.
Yeah, I was speechless. Eventually I told her why. I was just so shocked.
So that didn't leave me confused at all.
But ultimately. It still doesn't matter because as far as I know, she has a boyfriend. But I'd be lying if I said I havn't thought about growing my hair out a bit more...because she said I look better with longer hair.
I'm trying to get over her, that didn't help.
But at 2:40am. About 10 minutes ago. The Sheriff came by. Apparently someone saw someone (Me) going into a car (Mine) with a ski mask on. He took my name, and number. Asked me if there was going to be any reports tomorrow about things missing from cars.
I said they better not. I offered to show him my License and the registration for the car.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't paranoid that someone steals stuff from cars and lists me as a prime suspect. Course, if they really wanted they could follow my tracks...that are in the snow.
The moral of the story? Fuck if I know. that's the only fresh air I get when I work 12 hours a day.
Have a Merry Christmas everyone.