Oye....one of those days.

Today was more interesting than I thought it was going to be. For most of the day, I felt like I should’ve stayed in bed.

I was sent to several lines throughout the day. At one point, D waved me over to show another coworker (from another shift) the gloves I use for stacking boxes on a pallet. I reach to my waistband (where I keep those gloves; nylon with rubber grips on the hands and pads of fingers) and I barely touch my gloves and D’s tugging at them to show my coworker. I just let it go, knowing that I’d talk to him later on in the day.

After I return to the line I was originally on, he comes over. I call him out on pulling my gloves from my waistband. His response? Maybe I wanted him to. I rolled my eyes and told him that I didn’t. So we ended up talking about a bunch of shit (like him hating me, could treat me better and show a little more respect).

He came out of left field and said that he heard that I like him. Wow. What’s with him and hearing shit that I had NOT said to his face?? Oye. I told him that if he hears it from someone else, it’s a rumor; if he hears it from me, then it’s true. I told him that I like him as a person. The look on his face after saying that…..not good. I can’t even describe the expression on his face. It was like a mix of hurt/pain and disappointment.

As he turned to leave, he asked me when I was working again and I told him. His response? “Daaaammmmmmnnnnn!” He said that he wants to sit down in the conference room with me the next time I work to discuss things that I could improve on and things he’s heard that I’ve supposedly said.

My buddy, B, overheard the conversation and thinks that D’s planning on having sex with me on the conference table. I just laughed.