fall brings to me a sense of meloncholy...
duh, no shit retard...
i was thinking about this girl Jacki i went with about a million years ago.
just the way we got together seemed to be written for the screen.
we worked together in a retail clothing store, she was the manager and i was just a sales rep.
we both were in relationships and we had worked together for a good 6 months, got along really well, had lots in common, but niether of us ever had that weird crush thing.
so, she goes on vacation for a week, comes in to pick up her check and we just look at each other and it's like "boom".
she gives me a big hug and ignores everyone else in the place.
I went through the rest of the day in a stupor.
needless to say that next time we worked together after her vacation we were both all nervous around each other and giddy and fucking cutesy crush-y queer... so i finally asked her out and we had a great nite and ended up doing the "what are you thinkin' about?" thing for about 2 hours, until finally she said, "i'm thinking about how much trouble this could be at work, and how much i don't really give a shit" "BOOM" LIPLOCK!
we ended up spending about 2 years together, had a great time until I eventually ended up treating her like shit... I didn't cheat on her, but I was just young and stupid and didn't think she'd really go.
my loss.
so we stayed friends and i basically tried to be there for her whenever possible. she got married and the guy hated me, basically because he knew I still dug her. So I designed her tat with his name on it and whatnot....but life goes on and shit happens, i moved, she moved, never spoke too much after that...
driving home from work last week I found myself kinda remembering all this basically because it was a nice cool nite, the sun was setting, hardly any traffic on the road and I was listening to a bunch of old music in the car.
my mind wandered back to some of these memories, and I felt both happy and sad.
that's what fall does to me.
sorry for the fucking life story bullshit.
duh, no shit retard...
i was thinking about this girl Jacki i went with about a million years ago.
just the way we got together seemed to be written for the screen.
we worked together in a retail clothing store, she was the manager and i was just a sales rep.
we both were in relationships and we had worked together for a good 6 months, got along really well, had lots in common, but niether of us ever had that weird crush thing.
so, she goes on vacation for a week, comes in to pick up her check and we just look at each other and it's like "boom".
she gives me a big hug and ignores everyone else in the place.
I went through the rest of the day in a stupor.
needless to say that next time we worked together after her vacation we were both all nervous around each other and giddy and fucking cutesy crush-y queer... so i finally asked her out and we had a great nite and ended up doing the "what are you thinkin' about?" thing for about 2 hours, until finally she said, "i'm thinking about how much trouble this could be at work, and how much i don't really give a shit" "BOOM" LIPLOCK!
we ended up spending about 2 years together, had a great time until I eventually ended up treating her like shit... I didn't cheat on her, but I was just young and stupid and didn't think she'd really go.
my loss.
so we stayed friends and i basically tried to be there for her whenever possible. she got married and the guy hated me, basically because he knew I still dug her. So I designed her tat with his name on it and whatnot....but life goes on and shit happens, i moved, she moved, never spoke too much after that...
driving home from work last week I found myself kinda remembering all this basically because it was a nice cool nite, the sun was setting, hardly any traffic on the road and I was listening to a bunch of old music in the car.
my mind wandered back to some of these memories, and I felt both happy and sad.
that's what fall does to me.
sorry for the fucking life story bullshit.
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Happy belated anniversary of your date of birth.