Or maybe this should be added to the Quin-tervention list…
So I’m having this nervous conversation with this cute girl at work, right? (I can’t tell if I like her. I can’t tell if she likes me. She’s pretty and she makes me nervous. And she’s really nice to everybody, but when she smiles at me I feel like it’s special. She always tries to catch my eye when I walk past her desk. But really, I have no idea if she likes girls. #lesbianproblems) (Also, girls at work should be off-limits for dating. I know better than this…)
So anyway. Where was I? Oh yeah. We were having a conversation. An awkward one, in the middle of the lobby where everyone could hear us. Usually when I see her I give her a big smile and then sort of run away because I don’t know what to do or say and I figure it’s better to be the mysterious girl with the great smile than the girl who stuck her foot in her mouth and swallowed her leg attempting to talk.
But this time she practically cornered me when we ran into each other. I started rambling about how is your day going, and yeah do you commute by train too, and how much commuting sucks, and OMG I might have an apartment in the city soon and you should really move to the city too and we can hang out.
Basically, exactly what I thought would happen if I talked happened.
She was cute about it, though. Sweet. And kept smiling at me and playing with her hair. And then she was like, “Well, I hope you get the apartment! Then you can be closer to the Loop…A little bit closer.”
Was it the inflection in her voice? The way she paused meaningfully before emphasizing that last part? Or how she looked at me knowingly when she said it? Whatever it was, I decided she was obviously dropping me a Tegan and Sara line and grinned my stupid face off and had to calm the fuck down before walking back to my department.