Okay, so I’ve come down pretty hard on this guy, right? I’m beginning to think there’s a possibility I’ve been a bit unfair.
He is following the route now, and hasn’t been so insistent on helping me regardless of whether I asked or needed it. It’s really only if I’m in his way.
So I’m feeling badly, like I should give him another chance.
Only we don’t talk anymore. There’s this huge awkward silence between us. How do I break the silence?
You might think: talk to him, duuuuh. Yeah, maybe.
It’s harder than you think when you’re socially awkward like me.
And, by the way, I have tried talking to him already. I showed him how to hitch Honda carts to the tugger. It went well in and of itself but didn’t ultimately change anything.
But I guess I should just do more things like that and keep doing them until work seems normal again, huh?
He’s a little weird, but I think he’s okay. He’ll probably come around. Usually, in my experience, it’s women who hold grudges.
David’s been great. Really nice guy. I wonder if he’s from Mass. He has the accent. Of course, I’m from Mass and I do not have the accent, so who knows?
He reminds me of my father for some reason. Not age-wise, obviously, but something about his face and his accent.
That’s all I’ve got for now about the night guys.