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cblj_backupSeriously, when Awkward Coworker and I talk, we should sell tickets.
The thing is, I genuinely like him as a person -- I was inclined to like him before we knew each other well because of our mutual awkwardness -- and we have a lot in common in terms of geekery. And I think we are trying, in our own desperately incompetent way, to form a friendship. I mean, I'd like to be friends with my coworkers, but I have no real idea how, and the one friendship I formed (with Other Sam) died untimely when she was let go.
Anyway, I mentioned I was going out to lunch today as the groundwork for asking if he wanted to go, and he was all "Uh, if you're going to, uh, I'd like to -- " and I was all "Okay then, I was going to ask if you -- !" and we managed to go outside where other people are and eat a lunch.
Where we both confused the shit out of our cashier, and then talked about My Little Pony, but only as an entre to talking about 4Chan (which is apparently the origin of this whole brony thing, so the internet tells me). And also about theatre, because my arrival on the floor formed some kind of nexus of theatre professionals and now like eight of us, all of whom do theatre on the side and most of whom don't know each other except through me, are going out for drinks next week to talk about this.
I wouldn't begin to know how to make odds on this drinking trip next week ending up with us forming some kind of demented independent theatre company.
BEING A GROWNUP IS A LITTLE WEIRD, GUYS.
The thing is, I genuinely like him as a person -- I was inclined to like him before we knew each other well because of our mutual awkwardness -- and we have a lot in common in terms of geekery. And I think we are trying, in our own desperately incompetent way, to form a friendship. I mean, I'd like to be friends with my coworkers, but I have no real idea how, and the one friendship I formed (with Other Sam) died untimely when she was let go.
Anyway, I mentioned I was going out to lunch today as the groundwork for asking if he wanted to go, and he was all "Uh, if you're going to, uh, I'd like to -- " and I was all "Okay then, I was going to ask if you -- !" and we managed to go outside where other people are and eat a lunch.
Where we both confused the shit out of our cashier, and then talked about My Little Pony, but only as an entre to talking about 4Chan (which is apparently the origin of this whole brony thing, so the internet tells me). And also about theatre, because my arrival on the floor formed some kind of nexus of theatre professionals and now like eight of us, all of whom do theatre on the side and most of whom don't know each other except through me, are going out for drinks next week to talk about this.
I wouldn't begin to know how to make odds on this drinking trip next week ending up with us forming some kind of demented independent theatre company.
BEING A GROWNUP IS A LITTLE WEIRD, GUYS.
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Date: 2012-03-16 08:12 am (UTC)Except the cafe will always know the truth.