Today I saw my work crush. He's this totally adorable detective who comes in about once a week to file cases (I told him that he's only allowed to file on Thursdays, since that's the day that I work, and so far, he has. Awesome!). We'll call him Shoulder Holster, since he wears a shoulder holster. And man is it sexy on him! I think my boss dreads seeing Shoulder Holster in the office, cause he knows I'll get no work done for the 45 minutes or so that he's there. I can't help it! I literally turn into a moron when he's aruond. I get serious diahrrea of the mouth. For example, today I decided to tell him about my obssession with wedding tv shows. And then realizing that may be a scarey thing for a guy to hear, I tried to counteract with "Not that I even plan on having a wedding. I think I'm more of a courthouse on a random Friday kind of girl. You know like, 'Hey, let's go grab In N Out and then go to the courthouse' type thing." All the wwhile I'm screaming inside my head "Stop talking!! For the love of Jebus!! STOP TALKING!!!" Why is my brain so much smarter than my mouth?? Oh, and of course this conversation was after I had to apologize for drunk texting him this past weekend. Why he still talks to me, I have no clue!
I hope he comes to my birthday party in a month. I mean, why wouldn't he? It's not like being at a bar with all of my friends to celebrate my birthday could possibly lead to me being awkward or embarrassing!
But, I'm sure I'm slowly chisseling away at any hesitation he may have. How is my social awkwardness not a ray of sunshine? Plus, I made him a mix tape (well, cd) a few weeks ago. Who doesn't love a mix tape?!
I almost forgot: right after he left, I realized I had my suit skirt on sideways. Yep. Twisted around completely sideways, so there was one fashion pocket (I say fashion pocket, cause they're sewn shut, and completely useless) on my left hip and one on my left backside, instead of both facing forward like a normal person would wear it. Oops.
Think he'll call?? :-P
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Oh. My. God.
ReplyDeleteInviting the crush to the birthday is a great (read: horrible) idea. I invited a crush to my birthday last year and got so drunk (it was my 25th birthday!) that I decided I needed a guy to make out with me and that he HAD to because it was my birthday. That didn't go over so well....
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