Originally Posted by The Batlord
(Post 1644038)
Alright, now that I'm sober enough to make a halfway decent post, I'd like to say that this is the same manager I had what I interpreted as a flirty vibe with. I've had crushes before, but it's always been possible to suppress them, since I've tended to gravitate toward train wrecks who would constantly give me reasons to ignore my infatuation.
But this bitch keeps proving to be far too cool for my own good, considering that she has a husband and two kids. Like, cool enough that I wouldn't care if we were just friends, cause I could totally see us being legitimately close friends given time. Except one who I'd like to bone.
I mentioned that she was okay with me being six ****ing hours late for work, when the store had apparently been very, very busy, so I figured she'd be at least a little annoyed with me (and she's no pushover manager, so if she was she would have made it clear), but when I finally called her to tell her I was about to go out the door to go to work, the first words out of her mouth were, "Do you have weed?"
... Why does she continually test my hypothetical resolve?
I did not unfortunately have weed, but I knew what kind of responsible-by-way-of-irresponsible person she was, so I'd already planned on giving her my last three bottles of Raging Bitch by way of an apology. She accepted.
And when I finally got to work, she THANKED ME for coming in. I believe her exact words were, "Thank you thank you thank you for coming in," like I'd been called in to work on my day off or something.
And after work we smoked a blunt outside the store. How's a guy supposed to not wanna bone that? How, I ask you?
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