My work schedule starts on the weekend so my actual days off are during the week. As I was reading my book while sitting on this guy, Melissa comes thru the door and as soon as she sees me, she drops her head to the floor without saying Hi or greeting me. That gives me the impression that she's ashamed of herself or some guilty feeling. I'm at the point of indifference or disgust with her presence.
LAB makes me feel good about myself. She calls herself The Fat Lady, but she's actually more man than woman. LAB is cool as hell and I love working with her cuz she makes me laugh and vice versa. She made me realize, er come to an epiphany the other night: there's lots of fish out there and all this time, I had blinders on. She even shared her food with me when she didn't have to.
People have been referring to me as "muscular" and "built" but I don't know what they're talking about about. I mean, I go to work and do my job and these compliments just seem to pop up out of nowhere. I did tell LAB that I got her back if shit were to ever go down. I love working with LAB cuz she makes the shift enjoyable and even though we'll get some crazy nights, she doesn't beat around the bush like the others do.
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