Thursday, November 12, 2009

Palms are sweaty.

Wouldn't you know it. A guy walked into Titan. Imagine that?! But what happened next was horrifying to me.

Shirley started to motion frantically and mouth to look behind. I did and saw a cute guy. But thought nothing of it because:
1.) I'm sitting at work with my boss and the parts men.
2.) I'm extremely shy.
So I said "NO!" really loud and thought that was that. It wasn't.

This was the following conversation...
Shirley: Go up to the counter, strike up a conversation and look for a wedding ring.
Me: I can't because the phone doesn't reach over that. **I thought I out witted her.**
Shirley: I'll answer the phone... go over!
Me: NO!! You do it!
Shirley: Okay! **She walks right over to the counter by the parts manager, Doug.**
Me: Oh, my, gosh... she isn't... SHE IS!!
Rita: Em, you're turning really red! Oh look he is looking over!!

Shirley didn't talk to the cutie but she told Doug the situation. So Doug comes over and very obviously tells me to get on over there. I wanted the filing cabinet to fall on me. The craziness lasted about 10 minutes. Only in this short time I had transformed from a calm, collect, nice smelling lady to producing a lake with my hands (something I thought only God could do with his) get a sunburned face, and gain crowd of interested co-workers. Oh geez.

In the end the guy left without me talking to him. Phew, it was done! But bless the parts guys hearts, they are always thinking of me. They got his phone number and name, from Bismark area. I told parts guys that I couldn't do long distance relationships... they asked what was long distance. I replied that they had to be in the same state. Now their goal at work... find someone for Emily. OMG. I can't help but play along though too... I flash my hand at them each time I walk by :)

At the end of the day, I realized I can shoot the breeze with anyone but guys my age. I'm a mystery. Also I am God's child because I can produce oceans in minutes.

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