Dear Diary,
From looking at the entry title, you would be forgiven for assuming I'd done something incredibly juvenile and schoolgirl-ish in front of Lee (I will NOT make the obvious joke about how I would love to do something schoolgirl RELATED with Lee........ Oh, well now I've said it, I might as well have. Dammit!). On the contrary - I was more than prepared for my first encounter with His Royal Hotness, since seeing him shirtless and without shirt. And as it turns out, in the end, it was no big deal whatsoever, just like talking to him normally on any other day. Hmmmmm....... Didn't see him till 3 hours into the shift whilst on a break - where I bumped into him in the staff canteen and said hi...... And he walked by later while Carmichael was discussing wages with one of us drones during lunch. He gave me a little look and a smile, I smiled back and did what I HOPE was a little seductive-yet-subtle spoon/mouth manoeuvre, whilst trying not to stare at his trousers. And failing.
That's the trouble with looks. You (or maybe just I) see one fly your way, and next thing you know, you're analysing everything it could possibly mean.
To him, that lovely sparkly little smile could have said; "Hello again Kat! How you doing? My, how funny! Due to the faces you've been pulling, you don't seem to be enjoying that soup at all - BUT YOU'RE STILL EATING IT!! You craaaaaaaaaaazy bitch!"
To me, that smile looked like it meant; "Your tendrilled, yet scruffy-chic hairdo looks amazing today. Did you do a facial before you came here? Because you are GLOWING! Oh my dear sweet lord, you look so fantastic today I am going to imagine undressing you using nothing but my mouth while Carmichael waffles on about Wage Tax."
I despair, folks. Anyhoo, back to my strange incident of the night..... I'd been feeling weird all day (well, drastic diet change and all.....) but obviously, running around in a heated room, constantly serving people started taking it's toll, as I kept stopping, blinking rapidly and gasping slightly. Did I ask for a 5 minute break and be sensible? No. I fainted instead.
Straight up, not even kidding. I haven't done that in YEARS!! People had been asking me beforehand if I was alright, so I must've looked pale or something. But yeah, I was walking down the main corridor, carrying a tray full of cups and saucers etc.... and the security guard Roy walked behind me for a bit, then drew level with me, and asked if I was alright. Well, the next thing I know, I'm opening my eyes and I'm slumped against the glass wall with my head in my lap. According to Roy, I mumbled; "No I'm not alright" before telling him I felt dizzy - at which point he snatched the tray out of my hands, while I dropped like a stone.
Woke up to find Carmichael being all nice to me, and another manager trying to get me to drink water. Sat with my head bowed for a bit, before explaining the diet, which could've caused it. At this point, I started mumbling "You must think I'm so weird," as they smiled and tried to talk me out of said diet - despite me constantly saying how great it was and how I must stick to it. Then they tried to get me to eat something, before trying to feed me leftover chocolate pudding to raise my blood sugar, but I refused and ate a raspberry instead. Eventually went outside for 10 minutes of fresh cold air, and had 2 glasses of Orange Juice (annoyingly, I was still following the rules of the diet, until I got home and decided to get a takeaway pizza - for medical purposes...... I am such a spanner) Rest of the shift passed without incident.
Good news was, Lee had gone home early, so whole humiliating debacle didn't happen anywhere in front of his lovely eyes.
Bad news was, he'd gone home because he was really ill. Even worse news was my reaction when someone told me - I felt all strange and unusual inside, like I was really upset - but not because I couldn't perve on him all night anymore. I was upset because I hated the idea of him being poorly, and wanted to do anything I could to make him better.
Shit. I've fallen big-time.
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Current Mood: strange and bemused
Current Music: "The Promise" - Girls Aloud
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