Potential Officeworks Robber Guy (PORG), turns out, is a no-go. Whilst eating "dunch" (dinner-lunch) at work around 5pm, I had a nice conversation with PORG.
I found out he is studying building-something-or-other at TAFE, got the job via another girl who works at Officeworks (she is hilarious) and is 27. Twenty-fucking-seven. I promptly shut that down (in my head. Don't worry, I didn't just get up and walk away) and enjoyed the rest of my conversation with him (over him eating his McDonald's dunch) without a care in the world.
Caitlyn came into work today. She always comes in late afternoon when it's really quiet and is all, "Does this place ever gets busy?" I can feel her judgmental eyes. They are saying, "Why do they even pay you?" Well, it was busy as fuck just 20 minutes before that! I crave her approval. Other than those judgmental eyes, it was such a pleasure to see her. I don't see Caitlyn enough (she is always working at the chocolate factory or working out at the gym. Irony!). Her face lights up my life.
I'm watching Catfish right now. Your love is my drug.
J

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