June 10th, 2012

Other People Complicate Things

I'll just let the chat log speak for itself again, because while I do have more energy to actually write about these things than before, it's easier to say (without using words) "read this, follow the conversation, and comments will be made afterward". For context though, the following concerns plans for August, and starts last night just after I laid down in bed. I opened my laptop one last time to try to find where a bit of text (cpasbien) that was stuck in my head came from, then noticed a new chat window open, and just had to respond then.

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Complicated, yes? The benefits of going there on the 7th still apply, but leaving Chatham on the 31st would still offer just enough to do, whereas pushing my plans up a week might leave too much free time. On the better side of things though, I think I'm onto something with putting pillows in my windows, for one. Quite fittingly, I got only ~6 hours of sleep again last night, because I didn't get to bed until after 7, but I then slept straight through until when I woke up. George came over today as well, as mentioned above, but really, him being here wasn't all that remarkable this time. I put a bunch of stuff on his external drive, we went to 7-11, he showed me the laptop he bought last week (he says mine is better than his, but his has 6GB of RAM, while mine has 4...), we talked about a few things, and then he went home. It was decided that I will still continue to download episodes of TV shows for him, because he isn't yet going anywhere, and I also told him about something that happened at work tonight, which I still find kind of amusing. Around 1:00, Laura told me that she wanted to go out to Tim Hortons and didn't mind getting something for me, but didn't want to get anything for Tom, because he just assumes he'll get something for free. Not really thinking about my answer, I told her that if he asked, she could just say that I had given her money, and off she went to the back, while I continued my work. I quickly remembered that last weekend, she bought me a bottle of juice without any hinting or prompting whatsoever (I wasn't expecting to get anything from anybody, in other words), so I hurried to the back myself, and gave her $10, saying that I did owe her something, so she could buy the bagel she wanted with that, and the peach juice that I had asked for as well. She refused first, then took it, saying that she'd had a "blonde moment", then there was an order, so I made it while she went out, and I was left feeling kind of conflicted for a bit, because I didn't completely want to give that money away, but knew it was the fair thing to do as well. Then she came back, and gave the $10 right back to me, brushing it off by saying she didn't mind. After that, I started to sweep, because the floor was dirty and it was bothering me. When she came back up front and saw that, she said "See, this is why I don't mind buying something for you - because you help me". To be perfectly straight about it, I wasn't sweeping the floor specifically to help her. The floor needed to be swept though, and she took my sweeping part of it as helping her, so whatever. I'm fine with that assumption. When I told the story to George this afternoon, his first comment was "She likes you", and then "Maybe she doesn't like Tom". That could be, because she did make another obviously not-serious remark that she was going to beg Mary to put me back on Sunday closes, but it's the dynamics that I find interesting. I don't knowingly do anything to make people like or dislike me. The most forward I get with the way I act (certain exceptions aside) is to get the point across that work comes first, and relaxing comes second. I suppose that's what people might like though, but it honestly doesn't occur to me. It's kind of nice, in a way...

That said, I want to have a shower now, then there's a whole night off waiting for me. I think I should clean up my desktop first. I'm nearly on to two columns of files...