Monday, September 16, 2013

Getting hit on while shopping at the food store

I started my new job this week. It was a great start to an amazing week. As hard as it was to not work with A all the time as well as not being with him 24/7. We’ve been stressed and snapping at each other all the time. We were in desperate need to force some kinda separation from each other before we said or did anything that we would’ve regretted. It’s a bit of a blessing that I have this job. It’s got a part of my work history/experience (sales) as well as my education (psychology, criminal justice and sociology).
Let’s take the afternoon that M and I had gone to the dive bar after work one afternoon. I’d told A that I was meeting with M there and that I’d mention that I was setting him up with my buddy B. A started getting in a huff after I got home 5 minutes later than I said I’d be home. A was jealous despite the fact that M is bisexual but is more sexually attracted to men than he is to women. A was jealous and he snapped when I got back home.
Just the other day, I told A that I was going back to stay with my parents for a few days because we were fighting too much. He wasn’t happy with that but understood the reason why (which was us fighting). So after coming home from church yesterday, my parents asked me to run to the food store to do some food shopping for the week. I said sure and off I went.
As I was in the shampoo aisle, I saw the shampoo that Mom wanted but not the conditioner. I went to customer service. The kid there said that the staff who take care of that aisle weren’t there today and nobody else knows where the conditioner is in the stock room. I asked if he could ask someone else to go back there and he said no. I nodded in the direction of the manager and I told the kid that his manager is right over my shoulder a few feet over and that he could ask him. The kid looked frightened to do so. I asked the manager myself. He went and took a look in the stock room; the conditioner wasn’t in stock. He offered a rain check and I said that I had a coupon that I wanted to use but it still had some time. So we went over to the shampoo aisle to look at the brand of shampoo that Mom wanted and that I had a coupon for. He said that he’d authorize the 2 in 1 shampoo/conditioner when I check out.
He asked for my number and I said that I was engaged. He asked why the engagement ring was on my right ring finger instead of the left ring finger. I explained that A and I had been fighting often since we live together and until recently worked together; that we’re practically attached at the hip. The manager asked if I was still engaged and I said that yes, I am but not sure if my fiancée and I are going to end it or not since we fight more than anything else at the moment. He just nodded his head and said ok then he went on his way.
I finished my shopping and as I was unloading the bags from the cart to my car, the manager came out and helped despite my protests. I was about to hop into the car and he gently held me back from getting in. I looked him kinda funny then I realized he was about to kiss me. I was about to remind him that I am engaged, he kissed me with passion that I never felt before, even with A. I felt a fire burning in the pit of my stomach as I was kissing him back but I had to pull away.

I thanked the manager for showing me the passion that my fiancée and I were missing and reminded him that I’m still engaged. I got in the car and drove back to my mother’s. I felt a little guilty; I should’ve felt a whole lot more guilty than I was.

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