I show up, like normal, right on time, and no one else is there. Surprise, surprise. When Scott gets here I'm going to give him hell. Five minutes later he shows up with three of his friends. Now, keep in mind that I'm already pissed, but now he has to bring his troupe with him.2
I should probably tell you about Scott. You see, he's a royal pain in my ass. When our new manager came in I pretty much told him that if he makes me work alone with him that I might end up killing him, and the only thing he says is, "fair enough" so it's obvious that I'm not the only one that hates him.3
"You know," I say as he walks up to the door, "You shouldn't have your friends at work."4
"It's not like I work here." Is all he can say in response.5
"Oh good, then I won't have to put up with you any more."6
"No, I'm still employed, it's just that I don't call this work."7
Whatever, Scott. Have I mentioned that I hate him?8
Half hour passes and I hear weird sounds coming from the main lobby. I don't want to know what's going on.9
Things are going well, it's about 6:30 and I haven't tried to kill him, a personal record, when I hear this:10
Scott: Wanna go?11
Scott's "friend": Bring it on!12
Scott: I'll beat your ass. ~~Insert odd snarling/meowing sound~~13
"Oh joy," I say loud enough so that they could hear me if they'd wish, "Two nerds going at it, this should be interesting. Though given who the nerds in question are, it would probably end in a mass orgy." Ew. I hate to say it, but I believe that it's true.14
I hurry my ass up and clean so I can get out of there and home to the safety of my computer to think about how I can get a hold of Creepy Stalker Kid so I can talk to him and at least get to know his name. Not that I'd call him by his name because I would still call him Creepy Stalker Kid.15
I cleaned and was out of there by 7:40. An hour and a half with Scott. That may not sound bad, but then again, you don't know Scott, who I am now seriously considering calling Pocket Protector because he's that big of a nerd. But on the drive home, a whole seven blocks, it hits me on how I'll talk to Creepy Stalker Kid.16
I'll try to sit by him at lunch.17
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~To Be Continued...~ ~18
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