C'mon Daisy, don't drown me this time...
So. There's this girl at work...
For the record, I am vague-ing this post up something fierce, since I know someone from work reads this. And since she meddles with the best of intentions, I'm deciding to avoid details.
Well, there's one girl, who is so amazing that I would likely stick my hand into a blender to attempt to impress her, but she's different... I actually have some kind of interaction with her. We speak every so often, and are even friendlyish, despite me being so far out of my league that gigantic squid are attacking me. That individual I'm not even foolish enough to ever bother with in that capacity.
This is a different girl. She walks by me no less than 8 times a day. I only have a slight guess as to her name. I didn't even know she existed until one of my male coworkers pointed her out to me.
But he was right... she is neat, and pretty... but neat and pretty in a way that isn't immediately intimidating, y'know?
So I sat down near her on a bevy of couches at work, with the intent of introducing myself. And I froze up. I couldn't even begin to say anything, it was like I was staring at one of those Magic Eye pictures. My brain just decided to turn off...
...For ten minutes.
She doesn't even know I exist.
I'm kind of glad, since if she did, those ten minutes would have felt like 7 thousand years had passed.
I've decided to take this as a learning experience... the lesson?
I'm a big idiot.