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Sorry for posting a billion times tonight, my mind was just doing it’s thing. I wanted to quickly post on a revelation I just had about being a twin. I think twins are born because there is just too much awesomeness to be contained by one single person. Think about it =P
-Tom
So, the day has come. Over the weekend, my parents finally took the onramp on to the Information Super-Highway. My brother was immediately forthcoming with his blog. I have yet to share my online world with my parental units. It’s not like I have some great secret to hide. I have not come out of the closet (and there is no chance that will be the topic of a future post ;). I have not clubbed baby seals for fun and profit. For the most part, I think my blog is pretty run of the mill. That being said, I have used the f-bomb a few times, and if there is one off-limits word, it’s that one. So… should I let them know about my blog? I don’t want to self-censor my blog. I’ll probably tell them, but I’m curious what the random readership has to say.
-Tom
So the newest batch of agents to graduate from our illustrious training program hit the floor on Tuesday. As with any group of new agents, they need a lot of guidance. In the evenings, I’m usually the only person trained to help these people out (the luck of the schedules), so I’ve been spending my evenings, devoting my time to make sure they don’t crash and burn.
Among the sea of tech support reps, my eyes settled on one particular young woman. I instantly thought she was cute, definitely my type. Over the course of these last two days, I’ve had to help her out a bit, a task I have no problem with. It seems she likes teh anime, seeing as I noticed an Otakon badge on her bag as she left, and she was sporting a They Might Be Giants shirt yesterday. So far, the signs point to her being someone I would enjoy spending more time with. To top it off, she seems genuinely happy when I come by (though that could be her joy in having help).
As you can probably tell, I’m developing the hint of a crush on this girl. Alas, all is not well in Tomland. When I first started out working, I set for myself a policy that I would not date coworkers. In the past, this was always an easy policy to stick to, since the girls that worked here were never all that much to call home about. I’m also a manager now… I can’t afford to pursue a relationship with someone who has to answer to me.
And that is the crux of the issue… I can’t even approach her to ask if she wants to hang out, or do anything else that, if anything, would allow me to get to know her better. I’m already kinda shy, so it’s not like I’m meeting girls all the time (but I’ve been told I should not be shy since all the girls at my job “like” me, even if I don’t reciprocate those feelings). Add to that the fact I’ve been girlfriendless for about a year and a half… and I’m feeling just a smidge lonely.
Sux.
Oh well, yet another incentive to get a new job, I guess =D
-Tom