Okay, so there's this story I've been meaning to post in a while. It's a work story (meaning, it's something that happened and keeps on happening to me at work) and I just, well, exorcising it works for me, always has.
There's this boy at work that has a crush on me.
Yes, you read that right. It's that. DUDE. WHAT THE HELL?
I'm... confused it's really the understatement of the year.
At first I thought it was a joke, good one, too, finding a chocolate over my keyboard at work. Two people and I share the same big office, and that's Lisbeth and George, and okay, I thought it was a joke! A very nasty practical joke, so I didn't believe them at first when they said that "someone" had left me a chocolate.
Making a very long story short, yes, there's this boy in the office (the messenger) that apparently has liked me for a while now (going on two months) and now everyone in the office knows and I just. I hate that. There's nothing I hate more than everyone knowing my business. The guy is cute and shit, but man, why would the kid be such a blubbermouth. God.
And now I have an idea for a story. Just this. Exactly just this. Man. I hate it.
And John (the kid) is so much like Stiles right now, it's not even funny.
Does that make me Derek in this scenario??? God. I hope not.
I'm kinda freaking out now. Really, really freaking out. But for the story, the freaking out about this, the kid and his crush and the me not knowing how to handle it, yes, that already happened. About two weeks ago. It's been going on for a while now.
Man, it does sound like a good story, now that I think about it. It sounds actually kinda amazing. I could get something that actually works, out of this.
Hmmm.