Creeping Along

Girl – Beck

This Adriana situation is getting ridiculous. I’m such a fool. I got to work at 2:30 today. She didn’t start until an hour later. Once the clock hit 3, I was constantly checking the door, waiting for her to show up. It was sick. I felt like my day didn’t start until she arrived. It wasn’t like I was lacking in company. My friend Carling, who’s kind of attractive, was chatting up a storm with me because we don’t share as many shifts as we used to. My troubled young padwan (do I have to capitalize that?) Kyle visited me during his break. Things were already cool. But as soon as she showed up, my attention shifted. I couldn’t think of anything else besides what I would say to her, how I would say it, how could I make her laugh? We got to sit around at the end of the day waiting for our respective rides again. I’ll see her for a couple of hours on Tuesday, but that’s not enough for me. I’m hooked.

Before I left, I ask her if she’ll be home if I decide to call her on Friday. She says yes. So I’ve got that going for me.

*****

I had this exchange with my dad as I was filling up the tank after some light driving practice:

Me: Okay, so how much do you want me to fill up?
Dad: About $10. Let’s see if you can hit it exactly.
Me: Sure.

So I go up to about 9.91, and then I start to pump the handle. 9.93. 9.95. 9.98. 10.01.

Me: Shit!
Dad: Try 11.

10.93. 10.96. 10.99. 11.02.

Me: Aw, damn it!
Dad: (laughing) Okay, try 12.

Old bastard.

*****

What happened to the old bank? It was beautiful.

Small price to pay for beauty.