An Exert From My Upcoming Book
Towards the end of my senior year, I decided to get a part-time job at a Pilot. The pay sucked but it was nice to get away from my bubble and keep my mind busy. For a first job, I can honestly say that I really enjoyed it. I liked meeting new people. Nobody really knew me which was good and I didn’t have to shed any clothes to get a little attention which was definitely a bonus. LOL. But that’s the only positive attention that I was used to up until that point. 80% of attention I received was negative. And it sucked.
One day I was standing behind the register with my head down reading a magazine. I heard a familiar voice say to me, “Nice shoes, wanna f**k?” Instead of yelling an instant grin came over me. It was Eli, a guy I had dated in like fourth grade that had changed schools shortly after.I later learned that was his favorite pickup line. LOL. I hadn’t seen him in years. He still looked the same. The only thing I can say is that he grew up. His once slim stature was no more. He was 6’ 2” and 240 lbs of pure deliciousness. I was smitten. We talked for a while, well actually he did most of the talking. I don’t think I got a complete sentence out the whole time. I probably looked like an idiot. Actually, I’m quite certain I did. When the customers increased we said our goodbyes and that was what I thought was it. After my shift ended a few hours later I grabbed my stuff and headed towards the door.
Towards the end of my senior year, I decided to get a part-time job at a Pilot. The pay sucked but it was nice to get away from my bubble and keep my mind busy. For a first job, I can honestly say that I really enjoyed it. I liked meeting new people. Nobody really knew me which was good and I didn’t have to shed any clothes to get a little attention which was definitely a bonus. LOL. But that’s the only positive attention that I was used to up until that point. 80% of attention I received was negative. And it sucked.
One day I was standing behind the register with my head down reading a magazine. I heard a familiar voice say to me, “Nice shoes, wanna f**k?” Instead of yelling an instant grin came over me. It was Eli, a guy I had dated in like fourth grade that had changed schools shortly after.I later learned that was his favorite pickup line. LOL. I hadn’t seen him in years. He still looked the same. The only thing I can say is that he grew up. His once slim stature was no more. He was 6’ 2” and 240 lbs of pure deliciousness. I was smitten. We talked for a while, well actually he did most of the talking. I don’t think I got a complete sentence out the whole time. I probably looked like an idiot. Actually, I’m quite certain I did. When the customers increased we said our goodbyes and that was what I thought was it. After my shift ended a few hours later I grabbed my stuff and headed towards the door.