The stupidest thing you'll read all week
Ok so today was like the best day ever at work. First of all, I love my workplace. Love it. I love everyone in my group and most everyone else and I've got my friends among security and HR and other places, and it's all just very nice. This feeling hit me particularly hard today because Friday and dessert and the employee bake-off, the results of which disqualified the chef's dessert because, you know, it was made by the chef and lol idek, it was just such a great atmosphere. One of my coworkers brought her ridiculously adorable baby in and after dessert my little 'team' met to talk about our 2012 objectives and for the first time ever I felt like I could really be a part of this place.
So yeah, that was nice. But the really really great thing about today was the guys *___*
(Like...right. I've avoided posting about this till now, but I don't ever want to forget how happy I was today, so apparently it's time to put all my patheticness online.)
Anyway. There are these two guys at work that I am ~in love~ with, and while it's stupid having crushes this stupid it's also a lot of fun, you know? It makes me happy, at any rate, as much as it makes me want to curl up and die of embarrassment.
So today I had to pack up a rheometer with one of them, who'd been annoying me a bit because we'd keep agreeing on times to do this and then he wouldn't be available for whatever reason. But after lunch he finally got it together and so we started on this project. And really, it was great :D We joked around a lot and I got to see him straining to unscrew things and just kind of watch him sometimes, so that was awesome. At one point we were carrying the thing down a pretty narrow aisle and I guess out of a sense of nobility or something he said to try to let him carry it, and I was skeptical but let go anyway, and immediately he makes this pained face and goes "Wow, you were really carrying it." Which, like, part of me was all "Wtf dude, just 'cause I'm a girl >>>:(" but the part of me that wants to bone him was like "Damn straight I'm strong >:3 How about I show you a little more next time~~" and yeah, idk, it was just a great moment of triumph. Don't make assumptions about what women are capable of, guys!
But yeah, so then we had a lot of fun playing styrofoam tetris and trying to get the thing packed back up into the box, and it was kind of frustrating at times but we were still joking and stuff and our hands brushed a few times and overall it was not a bad way to spend an hour, even if I was kinda sweaty at the end because it was hard work and I kept wearing my sweater like an idiot.
And that's fine and all, because then I went down to the aforementioned dessert time and it was all friendly and great and everything, but the reason I was so happy and smiling like a loon forever was because at the end of the day, as I was leaving, the guy who I am actually in love with caught the elevator with me. I mean, his presence always cheers me up, but, like, when he saw me standing there he did that fake exaggerated jogging thing like he was about to miss it or something, and that was really cute, and he made some joke to me and the other lady in the elevator which was also cute. But the BEST thing was that after we all got off the elevator, we had a conversation during the walk through the lobby. (Yes, I know, I'm excited about a conversation. Bear with me, it gets worse :D: Also keep in mind that since I came home today, I had not only my purse but my backpack and a duffel bag as well.)
Him: Miranda (Ok, we're gonna have to stop again, because one of the things is that he neverrrrrrrr says my name. Never. He hardly even acknowledges my existence most of the time, so at this point I was already ecstatic .___.)
Him: Miranda, you look like you're flying somewhere.
(me on the inside: :333333333333 hesaidmynamehessmilingilovehim :33333333)
me: No, just going home for the weekend. I had some things I needed to take back there.
Him: *amused nod of understanding*
(me on the inside: *still flailing*)
Then we said something else, I don't even remember what, and after we got through the revolving door we told each other to have a good weekend, but he was still smiling the entire time and I pretty much died. As I said, I was smiling like a loon all the way onto the train and into Quincy.
I just, I don't know, I love him SO MUCH it's awful. And before you go thinking this is in any way cute or non-mortifying, know that they're both married, one of them has kids, and neither are into nerdy fat chicks. Unfortunately.
But at least it's a lot of fun, and has the potential to make me as happy as I was today, so idgaf :D
%uh. WELL ANYWAY! I'm back with my bbs, going running and shopping tomorrow, seeing Hunger Games on Sunday, and generally trying to enjoy life more. Just had my mom explain Fringe to me, lol. I'mma go to bed soon.
So yeah, that was nice. But the really really great thing about today was the guys *___*
(Like...right. I've avoided posting about this till now, but I don't ever want to forget how happy I was today, so apparently it's time to put all my patheticness online.)
Anyway. There are these two guys at work that I am ~in love~ with, and while it's stupid having crushes this stupid it's also a lot of fun, you know? It makes me happy, at any rate, as much as it makes me want to curl up and die of embarrassment.
So today I had to pack up a rheometer with one of them, who'd been annoying me a bit because we'd keep agreeing on times to do this and then he wouldn't be available for whatever reason. But after lunch he finally got it together and so we started on this project. And really, it was great :D We joked around a lot and I got to see him straining to unscrew things and just kind of watch him sometimes, so that was awesome. At one point we were carrying the thing down a pretty narrow aisle and I guess out of a sense of nobility or something he said to try to let him carry it, and I was skeptical but let go anyway, and immediately he makes this pained face and goes "Wow, you were really carrying it." Which, like, part of me was all "Wtf dude, just 'cause I'm a girl >>>:(" but the part of me that wants to bone him was like "Damn straight I'm strong >:3 How about I show you a little more next time~~" and yeah, idk, it was just a great moment of triumph. Don't make assumptions about what women are capable of, guys!
But yeah, so then we had a lot of fun playing styrofoam tetris and trying to get the thing packed back up into the box, and it was kind of frustrating at times but we were still joking and stuff and our hands brushed a few times and overall it was not a bad way to spend an hour, even if I was kinda sweaty at the end because it was hard work and I kept wearing my sweater like an idiot.
And that's fine and all, because then I went down to the aforementioned dessert time and it was all friendly and great and everything, but the reason I was so happy and smiling like a loon forever was because at the end of the day, as I was leaving, the guy who I am actually in love with caught the elevator with me. I mean, his presence always cheers me up, but, like, when he saw me standing there he did that fake exaggerated jogging thing like he was about to miss it or something, and that was really cute, and he made some joke to me and the other lady in the elevator which was also cute. But the BEST thing was that after we all got off the elevator, we had a conversation during the walk through the lobby. (Yes, I know, I'm excited about a conversation. Bear with me, it gets worse :D: Also keep in mind that since I came home today, I had not only my purse but my backpack and a duffel bag as well.)
Him: Miranda (Ok, we're gonna have to stop again, because one of the things is that he neverrrrrrrr says my name. Never. He hardly even acknowledges my existence most of the time, so at this point I was already ecstatic .___.)
Him: Miranda, you look like you're flying somewhere.
(me on the inside: :333333333333 hesaidmynamehessmilingilovehim :33333333)
me: No, just going home for the weekend. I had some things I needed to take back there.
Him: *amused nod of understanding*
(me on the inside: *still flailing*)
Then we said something else, I don't even remember what, and after we got through the revolving door we told each other to have a good weekend, but he was still smiling the entire time and I pretty much died. As I said, I was smiling like a loon all the way onto the train and into Quincy.
I just, I don't know, I love him SO MUCH it's awful. And before you go thinking this is in any way cute or non-mortifying, know that they're both married, one of them has kids, and neither are into nerdy fat chicks. Unfortunately.
But at least it's a lot of fun, and has the potential to make me as happy as I was today, so idgaf :D
%uh. WELL ANYWAY! I'm back with my bbs, going running and shopping tomorrow, seeing Hunger Games on Sunday, and generally trying to enjoy life more. Just had my mom explain Fringe to me, lol. I'mma go to bed soon.