Well, guess who's been coming back by to see me.....
I've been expecting to see him periodically since the original incident but hadn't thought about it too much recently. Then Sunday morning a coworker told me he had come by the night before (right after I left, too) & asked if his "friend Andrew" still worked there. They told him I did, but that I had just left. The next morning (Sunday) he came by again before I got there & asked if I still worked there. They told him I hadn't quit in the past 12 hours (I'm sure they were nicer than that).
About 10 minutes after my coworker told me that he had been asking for me, she told me that he was there right now & I look over & see him standing near the bathroom (WTF?!) waving & smiling at me. I smile & wave back, because really....what else is there to do?
He put his limp wrist out towards me & I stared at him in shock, thinking he wanted me to kiss his hand. I asked what he wanted me to do, & apparently he was wanting me to give him a fist bump. I did, & he got my coworker to give him one too. She was trying not to crack up, but I was dreading what was coming next. Which happened when he started talking about his sister. But this sister wasn't in Mexico, according to him. This one lives on a street that intersects with mine (did not tell him). He was still giving me creepy eyes, & after a few minutes I just walk away because I had nothing else to contribute.
I told two of my shift leaders that he gives me the willies. After I left work today I got a text from another co-worker saying that he came back & one of the shift's talked to him. THEN I got a text from the coworker from Sunday who said he was talking to her & said he respects me. And he hugged another customer.
Hopefully this ends. And I hope to know what was said between him & my shift leader soon.
I also forgot to add that we aren't allowed to let him use the phone anymore because he calls Mexico. Seriously.
9 comments:
Well, you gotta let him call Mexico to tell everyone in his native country about the dreamy boy he just met.
Oh Dr. Ken. You are a riot & a half.
apparently the bathroom is your guys' special meeting place. your coworkers should have told him you quit...although i hardly think that would have quenched the love burning for you in his heart. possibly other places as well.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder, after all.
I have a theory that certain people in life attract these sorts of crazy shenanigans into their lives.
You, sir, are one of those lucky ones.
What's your plan? Wait and see how creepy he gets?
There's an opportunity for funny here; I just don't know what it is yet.
RUN!
Okay don't run, but here is a thought: next time he asks for you someone should tell him you work somewhere else and let him go bother them.
Jut an idea.
Well, I've only interacted with him twice. Every other time it has been a co-worker. And both times I came up with an excuse to extract myself from the situation.
I feel for you, I only have one thing left to say...
GOOD LUCK!
Ha! Thanks. We'll see what happened when my shift leader talked to him when I return to work on Monday.
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