...and the startling conclusion!
Woke up kinda tired this morning, but rushed around getting ready to
head off to work. Got there and played Kirby's Canvas Curse in the
cafetaria for a while, then stopped by Erin's desk to talk with her
before 9:00 came along. She was telling me about how a co-worker of
her's was getting married in secret that day. They were supposed to get
married this Saturday, with Erin and others being in the wedding, but
this co-worker didn't want the family finding out. At first, I had
concerns over who "the family" was, as, rumor has it, the groom is a
gang member (I can only image how dangerous "Speak now, or forever hold
your piece" could have been...) but apparently, it was just her normal
family. Anyways, they were planning on doing it in secret that day at a
justice of the peace instead.
An envelope was passed
around taking money for a good-bye gift/cake/etc. for the girl I kinda
liked, who will be leaving next week (she's out on vacation until
Monday,) so I went to Erin to ask how much is good to put in. She said
probably around $2, but I stuck in $3. What can I say, she was nice, I
liked her, and it's sad she's going. It was a nice thing to do, I
think...
Afterwards, I asked if Erin had heard from the
other co-worker about the wedding, and she said no, since he hadn't
come in. I figured it would be an afternoon wedding, and she'd have left
for the second half of the day, but nah, she didn't come in. Being that
Erin, the girl I kinda liked, and the co-worker who's getting married
would spend their lunch breaks walking around outside, I knew Erin would
have nobody to walk with, so I asked her if she wanted to hang out with
me on lunch, I'd take a walk with her.
So lunch came,
and we went outside and walked around the garage, as we talked about
things I'm not really going to get into here. Ah, the sun, I don't often
see you... Brave Helios, wake up your steeds, bring us the warmth the
countryside needs! Anyways, I enjoyed it, I liked talking to and hanging
out with her. Hopefully we'll do it again sometime. Afterwards, we
headed back to the office, and I talked to her a bit at her desk, about
astrology and various other stuff. Since I didn't really
take a break in the morning, I kinda allowed that to extend my lunch
break for a little while. She said not to worry about the time, as most
of the office spends a lot of time chit-chatting. She's starting to be a
bad influence on me, I think. Hehehe.
Afterwards,
I headed back to my desk and looked around for my supervisor so I could
get more work. She was nowhere to be found, and I got sucked into a
conversation with Edgar again. I swear, he's starting to get me to
loosen up or something, I wasn't as...restrained as I normally am...I'm a
tad worried...
Eventually one of the higher-ups saw me
and asked if I needed work, and I said yeah, I was looking for my
supervisor to get some, but she's not at my desk. So she walked me down
to a different supervisor and asked about work for me, then turned back
and headed back to my supervisor's desk. I began following her, when
Erin saw me and asked if I was wandering around. I began telling her
what was going on, when the higher-up called me over, and perhaps it's
just a little paranoia, but I swear I detected a bit of disapproval in
her voice when she said my name the second time...
After
that, I started on my work, when a co-worker approached me for help as
to how to do something in Word. So as I was showing her that, I received
a phonecall telling me that they finally received my ID Card, and for
me to stop down and pick it up. I did not realize they wanted me to go
at that moment, so I continued
helping the co-worker, when eventually a man stopped by and dropped off
my ID Card. When I got back to my desk, I found an E-Mail from Erin
asking what time I go on my second break, and if I wanted to join her
for it, so I said sure.
As it turns out, her boyfriend
showed up at her desk soon after I replied, so he ended up walking with
us. Walking with her on afternoon break is like, something he's never
done but once before apparently. But she was very happy, and they made
plans for a vacation next weekend. But we walked off to the roof and I
listened to them talk for a while before we all headed back to the
office. I headed back to my desk, finished off my work, and then stopped
by Erin's desk before the day ended to say goodnight. She was planning
on splitting out a bit early, meet up with a few friends for coffee,
which is something she hasn't done in like a year (or was that drink coffee? I'm tired now, I can't remeeeeeeeeember.)
I haven't been out to a coffee place in
like...almost 10 years. But, that's another story for another time. I
actually wrote about that in Entry 24 of my old hard-covered journal. I
started writing the Journal back in late Spring of 1995. Ryan, Don and I
had gone to see "The Basketball Diaries" (a movie starring Leo DiCarpio
as Jim Carroll, the musician who wrote that song "People Who Died". -- I
was a fan of his music long before the movie, btw.)
Ryan
was a friend from school, very quiet, extremely artistic. My artwork
looks like it was done by a child compared to Ryan's talents. He was
part of the circle of friends that included Ethan (who set me up with
Heather, and Norton who was just completely off his rocker for most of
the time I knew him.)
Don was our English/Music
teacher. He was lead singer and guitarist in a local band (I have their
CD, heh,) and the one who started teaching me how to play guitar in
music class. He was very liberal, and one who could never accept that I
was a conservative, since I do not behave like one (long hair, white
stripe, rock T-Shirts, rebellious, music stylings, some of my views,
etc.) I'm not a typical conservative, very unconventional. It just
totally blew his mind. But anyways, him, Ryan and I hung out a bit.
So
one night the three of us went and saw the Basketball Diaries, and then
headed back to his house, where he hung out on his roof with a couple
of others (his roommate, brother, and the guy who would later become my
English teacher once I was in 12th grade (Don was leaving at the end of
the school year to teach children in some foreign nation as part of some
kind of peace corp. or something.)) During the end-of-year field trip
to Canada, I happened upon Ryan as he was writing in his journal which
the movie had inspired him to do, so I started one as well.
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