January 22, 2006

Me and My Shadow

I haven't written about the hsbf (high school boyfriend) in awhile...but today I spent 5 hours seeing if I'm just imagining that he follows me around at work. And I don't think I'm imagining it.

I went into the office, he went into the office.

I went into the breakroom, he went into the breakroom.

I went onto the sales floor, he went onto the sales floor.

I went into the stockroom, he went into the stockroom.

I sat on the right side of the office, he pulled a chair over to sit on the right side of the office.

I moved to the outside of the counter, he moved to the outside of the counter to stand right next to me.

I stood on the inside of the counter (it's in the middle of the sales floor), he stood right next to me inside the counter.

I went into the ladies' room, I locked the door.

Anyway, he stayed later than anyone else to help me close up, and also at one point I was checking my e-mail and had no new mail. He was there (obviously), and I remarked that no one loved me. He said it was only because I haven't given him my e-mail address.

I don't think I'm imagining things. I can't act any more platonic, and I'm not sure if I should be doing anything to actively discourage his little crush. So far it's harmless. Thoughts?

Posted by Jenelle at January 22, 2006 06:42 PM | TrackBack
Comments

for starters, you have to stop wearing the brown sweater around the poor kid. men twice his age have been brought to they're knees by that sweater. he probably goes home and kills off a finger navy in your honor every night, which you always liked before with every other guy around. so what's the problem now?

Posted by: jeff at January 22, 2006 11:28 PM

Do the cat playing with a mouse thing. It's a very important part of a young man's development. You should feel very proud that you've been designated as his first real life "experienced woman" crush.

Posted by: Jim at January 23, 2006 06:54 AM

I think it's creepy. I say he needs a shot of pepper spray right in the face.

Posted by: Paul at January 23, 2006 06:57 AM

Jeff, at least the kid isn't doing it while his wife sleeps next to him. Now go crawl back under your rock.

Posted by: Jenelle at January 23, 2006 07:48 AM

I think you should just be normal to him. The guy works at a friggin' bookstore for fuck's sake. Throw the poor bastard a bone. Besides, you could probably get him to do shit for you that you don't want to do - you know, busy work.

Posted by: shank at January 23, 2006 10:51 AM

It sounds like it’s time to become actively hostile. I mean restraining order is your middle name, isn’t it?

Posted by: Pete at January 23, 2006 10:52 AM

bring in your boyfriend to meet everyone.

Posted by: sarahk at January 25, 2006 09:42 AM