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| Man, I'm glad
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3/24/2003 |
| Since I'm having to re-rip all those CDs again, I
asked Melissa if I could deprive her of the one she was borrowing
so I could rip it and then I'd give it back to her. Well, I heard
her talking to Mike and Mark last night when we were straightening
up the shelves, saying that she didn't want them to bring him in when she's
at work and not looking pretty. Then they said they'd give him her
phone number and she said that was a good idea, but for him not to
call when her fiance is home. They said they thought she was
breaking up with him and she said she was going to, she just hadn't
told him yet. Naturally, I didn't like the sound of it. She always
sounded like she was going to spend the rest of her life with him. I
mean, sure, a few times I've fantasized about how it would be nice
to go out with her, but that's only normal to think about the idea
of being with a beautiful girl/woman who is also fun to be around
and gets excited easily and loves kids. But I'm too young and
inexperienced for her to even waste her time thinking about going
out with me. And besides, whenever she talked about him, I could
tell he certainly wasn't the nicest guy, he had his faults, and she
certainly noticed them, and she wasn't someone to stick to someone
because she missed them even if they were playing her for a fool,
she knows her rights and won't put up with games or nonsense. With
that in mind, she still knew she wanted to spend the rest of her
life with him. I admired that and felt that it was a relationship
that would last. But now she's just ending it over who knows what. I
wrote a note expressing my concern that I hope she just does what
will make her happy in the long run, and how I felt she was
forgetting what she liked about him, and just stuff to think about.
I folded it up and put it in the CD case. For her lunch, she went
somewhere and I noticed she took the CD with her, so she probably
read it. After her lunch, she didn't smile at me when I walked by,
or say anything like she had before her lunch. I couldn't help
thinking I was meddling in affairs that I had no business in and
that she was upset about the note. If so, then once again I made a
fool/jerk of myself by trying to help. She left early and I was told
that she was feeling sick and had been for a while. I wonder if
that's all that was wrong.
While straightening the shelves tonight, Chris told me that there
were some carts outside (I had gotten all of them before I came in
to help. Whenever we go to help "zone", it's always to clean up the
store so we can go home). I said, "Well of course. We've had more
customers." Stephanie laughed. Chris said, "I know, but Fred
mentioned it" (of course he did). I said, "Maybe I should just stay
outside, then, and not come in here to help." He said, "Yeah... for
now." Hehe, thanks Fred. You just gave me leave to stroll the
parking lot and pick up the very few carts out there and enjoy the
quiet and dark out there instead of the bright, tedious zoning of
the store. And that I did, and it was much nicer out there, and
before I knew it, they were coming out and going to their cars, so I
went and clocked out. No work tomorrow, and it's been a long
work-week. Carly works all my days off, but Tracy doesn't, hehe.
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