I am exhausted.
The amount of work that goes into an election is astounding. Its simple work, but I have to say I have never worked so hard in my life! I’m so glad its over but now I need to find another job ;(.
For the next two weeks at least I wont know the joy of rest, because of all the preparations going on at my neighbours house. Weddings are a joyous occasion, filled with hope, sparkles and fuck you’s flying all over the place*.
So I’m at the wedding house taking a machine out of the car and, lets call him Isa, is standing there watching me, so I finally get the courage to speak to him.
“Please help me” I say.
To which he answers “No” but still walks over to me to help
so I say “Just help me now!” in a joking way of course
then I say…and this is the cringe-worthy part…”you can’t fail me now” I realised what kak was coming out of my mouth, he said “what?” I said “never mind”, got the rest of the goods out of the car as soon as I could all the while not making conversation or eye contact and with him. It was at that moment that I realised...I am a freak and should not be let out of the house!!
Okay, to give some background, Isa is a teacher, he actually taught me in high school for like a millisecond and what I meant to say and the context was…just do what I say and you can’t fail me or anything like that because your not my teacher anymore. Some things should be left if my head at all times.
I kinda have a crush on him. And he makes me very shy…I feel like he is undressing me with his eyes. Why do guys do that? But don’t have the balls to come and actually have a normal conversation with you? Anyway…there was this one thing I noticed when I was handing him the machine he was like, taking it but like touching my hand…why the hell did he have to do that??? Now I can’t stop thinking about him.
Truth be told…I know it’s not real…and its stupid…but it’s funny.
*The women swear each other in jest while they working…its very funny.
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