On the 12th there’s a farewell staff dinner for a librarian of ours who is transferring back to the main branch. I’m actually going….but only because I saw that a Page I’ve been wanting to get to know [we never have shifts together, but occasionally meet each other in passing as I’m at my locker getting things to leave, and he’s there at his putting things in as he arrives] marked “Yes” on the list of who’s going. I’m nervous/excited.
I did pretty well at the holiday potluck, though, and I know the staff really does love me….I just suck SO MUCH as social situations. I don’t know a thing about this guy, or even if we’ll end up talking at all during this, but hell, I’ve got to get out of the house any way.
My flirtationship is going down the drain. I was supposed to stay at his place tonight. Then an hour after we finalized our plans he fuggin texts saying he’s not feeling well and we should make it another night. Dude, I raise a toddler essentially by myself AND work AND you live out of town AND I no longer have a car. We don’t have many opportunities to get together, and making it happen takes a LOT of work on my part. Work that I don’t have time for. I basically told him he was more trouble than he was worth, and that was that. It’s no big deal because he was just a fun little fling…but I can’t say I’m not going to miss having someone flatter the fuck out of me at all hours of the day. lol.
If he moves back into town like he said he might, then maybe we can pick back up…but for the time being it’s really just too much of a god damn hassle.
