No Longer New

Technically, I am still new but Officeworks just recruited a whole bunch of new people and it feels so good to be able to boss people around... Bossing is a strong word; I would say educating. Yes, I can spread my knowledge about gift cards and which aisle the display books are in!

The first new girl I met is in her final year of architecture (instant bond; it was just like talking to Little Mishelle), 25 years old and lives with her boyfriend in my suburb. We were talking nicely and I was asking her how long she'd been living out of home with her boyfriend and if it was weird etc. She is a really nice girl, slightly chubby but with a sweet/average face. Suddenly, she says to me, "Oh, speaking of my boyfriend, here he is."

I look over. Standing there is a gorgeous tradie looking guy with such a sweet and wholesome smile/look about him. I was surprised (admittedly) and said, "Nice to meet you," through my shock. He/she reaffirmed my faith in humanity. Sure, I was completely judging based on aesthetics and was thinking to myself, "Damn, what is a guy like him doing with a girl like her." And then I thought, "She's maybe the nicest person I've talked to this week." Assuming he's as nice as her (which was the impression I got), then no hate, appreciate.

The second new girl I met was an Indian girl from Kenya (whose name I forget). She was potentially more shy/quiet than me and you all know my theories about how I am around people more socially awkward than me.

The third person (and the only male) I met was a guy whose name I didn't get. He walked in and I said, "Hi, how's it going?" as I do (being all welcoming and Officeworks and shit). He said, "Hi, this is actually my first shift here. Where should I go?" What followed was me being helpful and Officeworks (that's become an adjective in my personal vernacular, in case you got confused). He wasn't dressed in the Officeworks uniform and after giving him the code for the staff room and him walking off, I said to Indian Girl from Kenya, "Wow, I really hope he was telling the truth."

Thankfully, he did not rob us.

Oh, did I forget to mention said non-uniformed man was completely beautiful?

He was. And I spent the rest of the evening looking at him in a completely unprofessional, non-Officeworks way.

Later on in the evening, Caitlyn and Helen came in and harassed me about white paint so I sicced the manager on them to "assist."

J