Adamantium
05-14-2009, 09:30 AM
I’m telling this true story about my life just because I want to. I don’t open up with my friends or family, but there I times when I want to talk about things and don’t. So, I’ll just post it here. This is a long story, so sit back, relax, and enjoy. ;)
As you know I work at Kroger. The story begins in 2003. I had already been there a few years. I was bagging (I was one the baggers who actually bagged, not wandering off somewhere). I turn around and see a girl with a Kroger uniform walk into the store. My friend, the cashier was staring at her as she walked past us. My cashier friend’s girlfriend (who also worked there) said “Who’s that?” I was wondering that myself, and going to find out. BTW, the cashier and his girlfriend are married now with two kids.
This girl, to keep her identity, I’ll just refer to her as, um, Sunkist, was a new Deli employee. I never really went back to the Deli to get food, but now I found myself going there a lot. There was one problem, I could never get her to wait on me. And it would tick me off. Every other guy in the store would go there and she’d wait on them. But I always got one of the *Other* deli ladies. Once I went over there and she was talking to a co-worker. She sees me, starts to head over to me (my hearts pounding) and out of nowhere, another deli employee comes and gets to me first. So Sunkist turned around and went back to her conversation.
I was determined to talk to her, and we’d said “Hi” to each other, but just never had any sort of conversation. So one time, I decided to make up a friends list. I would go around the store and have all my friends sign the sheet of paper declaring they are indeed my friend. My excuse at the time was that my sister didn’t believe I had any friends, so I wanted to have proof that I did. I took the paper around the store, (I didn’t want her to be the first to sign, she had to see other names on there first). I went over to the deli, and told her about my friends list. She laughed (in a good way) and was proud to sign the sheet. We had a nice little moment, then I walked away, happy. By the way, I still have that friends list. Sadly, the first person to sign that sheet, Jeremy Greene, died recently in the war. So I keep it not only for Sunkist, but also for him.
My next two stories are actually dreams. One of the dreams is where I heard that Sunkist had a boyfriend. So I went back to the deli to ask her who it was, and sure enough it was Gonzo, the Muppet. He was back there and they kissed. The funny thing is… I WAS JEALOUS!! The other dream is where I went back there, and she was smiling at me, and she was asking me out, and I said YES, and there were a few little old ladies standing around who applauded for us. I was so happy. Cut to reality, Sunkist had gone to Germany for a few weeks. I missed her every day and when I found out she was coming back, I got excited. I decided to be outside sweeping off the sidewalk and when she came in, I would welcome her back (okay, I know, I’m a dork). So I went outside and it was hot out there. I was sweeping and sweeping. She should have been there a half hour ago. I’m starting to feel sick from being out there so long, that I decide to come inside to get a drink of water. I walk down to the deli (I was headed for the water, but I still had to walk past the deli) and THERE SHE IS!! Somehow, I missed her coming in. I’m a very nervous guy. Some would say, well why didn’t you go talk to her then? And I’d respond “You don’t know me at all.” I’m much too afraid to just go up to someone and start talking to them. I need a reason. Like a friends list or something. I had a cleaning sidekick with me that day, and I told him “Let’s clean by the deli.” We did and I look over at Sunkist, and my cleaning buddy looks over at her as well. She looks at us and says hi to him. Then THEY start talking. I phased myself out of there and just started cleaning somewhere else.
Alright, I won’t mention every encounter we had, but there was one where I mentioned to her that I had jury duty. The next day, while I was bagging, she came up to me and asked me how it went. I was taken aback. She was talking to me!! I told her. There’s not really more to that story.
Anyways, in 2004, she left the deli and became a new Non-Foods person. I believe she was actually Jeremy’s replacement, though he was still there for a couple weeks with her. This is when he was going off to join the military. I would see the non-foods people more, so I was excited about this. I remember her first day, I was planning to talk to her, but every single guy bagger did. All of them. Not just the baggers, but some other department guys too. I was furious. I could never get to her, because there was always someone else there. That died down eventually, and we did become closer in the sense that we talked a little every day (well every day we were both there). At times, I would eat lunch from Wendy’s (my mom worked at Kroger, too and she would pick it up for me). I didn’t care much for the fries, so I never ordered them. One day, Sunkist came upstairs, while I was on a break. She asked if I had any fries, but I didn’t. So the next time my mom went to Wendy’s, I told her I wanted some fries. She got them, and sure enough, Sunkist came upstairs that day and I handed her the box of fries. I told her they were hers. She thanked me and sat down with me, and we had a nice little talk.
One cold morning, I was out getting carts. I didn’t have any gloves on, and she saw that and lent me hers. Now, they were girly gloves and tight on my hands. But they smelled like her, damn it! So I wore them, and enjoyed it.
It was February, 2004 and I had decided I was finally going to ask her out. What can I say, I takes my time. She was alone (which is how I preferred it. I hate talking to the girl I like with a bunch of people around). I went over to her and began asking her out. But I was so nervous, that I ended up saying “as friends.” Darn if she didn’t take me up on that. She knew I went bowling every week, so she agreed to take me bowling sometime. I don’t drive, otherwise I would have driven her. On February 21, 2004 I had the best day of my life. We went bowling. I was funny (if I do say so myself), she was fun to talk to. I still have the little score sheet we kept. I felt comfortable. I never thought I would around someone that I was in love with. And yes, at this time I knew I was in love with her.
Word around the store was that she had a great time and would go out with me again. So, I asked her. She said yes. However, that week she canceled because she had a family reunion. So we planned to go out again, another week and all of a sudden she canceled again. Another family reunion. I believe at one point there was another family reunion. Which to me it seems after the one time, it’s no longer a reunion, but rather a family get together. But what do I know?
I wrote Sunkist a 23 page script. It was about her at Kroger, then being sent to Kroger Oz. I took a few of the people in the store as characters. I was the Cowardly Lion, because let’s face it, I’m a coward. Instead of Toto, her little sidekick was Gonzo, the Muppet. A call back to my dream, even though I didn’t tell her about it. She read the script over her two breaks and loved it. She was encouraging me to go to college to become a writer. Shortly, thereafter, I had heard through the grapevine that she started to like one of her co-workers. I got excited. Figuring the script really won her heart. So, naturally, I wrote another script for her. She liked that one as well. I even drew her a picture of what the Kroger Wizard of Oz movie poster would look like. She was impressed.
I remember one day, I was there bagging and she walked past me. I just watched her, and I thought to myself, I was going to marry her. Usually in movies when a guy says “I’m gonna marry that girl” it ends up happening. The funny thing is, in all this time, I never told her how I felt about her. I couldn’t. I was just no good at telling the people I love that I love them. And that goes for my family as well. We don’t even hug in my house. So I guess because I never confessed my true feelings for her, I became just her friend. My mom knew that I liked Sunkist, and tried to help out (which was embarrassing). My mom, her co-worker, the co-worker’s son and his girlfriend were going to see Passion of the Christ together. My mom invited Sunkist. It was then that I decided to go with them. Before that I had no interest in seeing the film. We all went and luckily, Sunkist sat next to me. And I wasn’t in the middle between her and my mom. I was at the end of the row, with no one on my left side. We watched the movie and actually enjoyed it.
On her birthday, I made her a card. I forged the signatures of all her favorite celebrities and music groups (to be funny). I almost didn’t give it to her since, that day all the guy baggers got her something. One baked cookies, another bought her a couple presents. My card not only seemed stupid, but I didn’t want to be lumped in with those guys… they’re a little odd. ;) I ended up giving it to her and she liked it.
One day, the meat department guy asked me if Sunkist and (I’ll just call him) Stan, from produce were going out. I said no. In all the time she was there, I had never seen them together. But nevertheless, this worried me. I became paranoid. All I could think about was the thought of them dating, and having sex, and getting married and having kids. Well I won’t stretch this story out any more. They were dating, secretly. It crushed me. I used to come home, lay down on my bed and just be happy. I was giddy. Now I found myself coming home, going to my basement/bedroom, turning off all the lights, laying on the floor and crying. This went on for weeks.
I still remained her friend, but there was a part of me, hoping their relationship wasn’t serious and she would end up with me. I mean it happens in sitcoms. This was just my obstacle, I thought. However, they kept dating. And I liked the guy she was dating, so I couldn’t even vent about how she’s dating HIM. He was a nice guy. Part of me still thought that the two of us would be together. So I still tried to get her to fall for me. I didn’t give up.
I wanted to have a birthday party. I hadn’t had one since the second grade. Really I was joking around with her about wanting one and she said if I had one, she’d come. This is when I said “I AM having a party!!” Our house was in the middle of construction (sort of), and so my mom didn’t like to have many people come over. So she said I could have a little get together. I invited my cashier friend and his wife (remember them from earlier in the story?) and of course, Sunkist. I had it planned out for Thursday. However, Monday, she tells me she can’t make it. She’s going to be out of town that day. I said I’d try to change the date and asked her when she could make it. She said Sunday. I said okay, and asked my friends, and they were okay with the change. So come Thursday (she was leaving that day but still worked), I was about to hand her my funny little invitation I made on my break, when she told me she would be out of town all weekend, on a family get together. This (once again) crushed me. But I kept saying “that’s okay” and stuff. She gave me a gift though, the DVD of “Lost in Translation.” Come Sunday, my other friends couldn’t make it, so my birthday party, was me sitting there with a cake, and the loneliness that is my life (my family was at Church at the time).
Okay, to speed this story up, now I heard she was leaving the store all together. I was, can you guess it … Crushed! This couldn’t be happening! I went over to her and asked her if it was true. She said it was. I told her how I’d probably never see her again (it’s something in my life, when someone leaves, I don’t see them for years or ever again. I don’t usually keep up with people who have moved on). She told me we’d still see each other and keep in touch. That’s when she gave me her email address and phone number.
A few days later, it gets worse. I hear that she’s moving in with Stan! This… Crushes me again. I go up to ask her, and she the kind that likes to keep her private life private. She won’t tell me, and I made the mistake of saying “everyone’s saying that you two are moving in together.” She started to cry. Now I am not good at consoling someone. It just makes me more nervous. I came SO close to finally telling her how I felt, but I was stopped because I realized I was too late. She was already in love with someone else. So I didn’t tell her.
The next day, I was planning to apologize for making her cry, but she didn’t come in. She decided to forget the two weeks notice and leave that day. I cried for weeks again over her. This was back in February 2005, just a week shy of our one-year bowling anniversary.
Anyways, Sunkist eventually married Stan and they recently had a baby. Stan also recently left the store, and his last day, he told me that she asks about me. I had always figured she was mad at me or something, because despite her words of “We’ll keep in touch”, I only saw her twice after she left. And both times I couldn’t have a conversation with her because of other people in the store, who wanted to talk to her. I even sent her emails, which she never responded to and tried calling her, but she never answered.
Here it is, 2009, and I’m still not over her. I’ve not seriously liked any girls since then. I mean, sure I’ve had tiny crushes, but nothing like this. She was the love of my life, and she was never even my girlfriend.
And….. The End!
It was a little bit longer than I planned, lol.
As you know I work at Kroger. The story begins in 2003. I had already been there a few years. I was bagging (I was one the baggers who actually bagged, not wandering off somewhere). I turn around and see a girl with a Kroger uniform walk into the store. My friend, the cashier was staring at her as she walked past us. My cashier friend’s girlfriend (who also worked there) said “Who’s that?” I was wondering that myself, and going to find out. BTW, the cashier and his girlfriend are married now with two kids.
This girl, to keep her identity, I’ll just refer to her as, um, Sunkist, was a new Deli employee. I never really went back to the Deli to get food, but now I found myself going there a lot. There was one problem, I could never get her to wait on me. And it would tick me off. Every other guy in the store would go there and she’d wait on them. But I always got one of the *Other* deli ladies. Once I went over there and she was talking to a co-worker. She sees me, starts to head over to me (my hearts pounding) and out of nowhere, another deli employee comes and gets to me first. So Sunkist turned around and went back to her conversation.
I was determined to talk to her, and we’d said “Hi” to each other, but just never had any sort of conversation. So one time, I decided to make up a friends list. I would go around the store and have all my friends sign the sheet of paper declaring they are indeed my friend. My excuse at the time was that my sister didn’t believe I had any friends, so I wanted to have proof that I did. I took the paper around the store, (I didn’t want her to be the first to sign, she had to see other names on there first). I went over to the deli, and told her about my friends list. She laughed (in a good way) and was proud to sign the sheet. We had a nice little moment, then I walked away, happy. By the way, I still have that friends list. Sadly, the first person to sign that sheet, Jeremy Greene, died recently in the war. So I keep it not only for Sunkist, but also for him.
My next two stories are actually dreams. One of the dreams is where I heard that Sunkist had a boyfriend. So I went back to the deli to ask her who it was, and sure enough it was Gonzo, the Muppet. He was back there and they kissed. The funny thing is… I WAS JEALOUS!! The other dream is where I went back there, and she was smiling at me, and she was asking me out, and I said YES, and there were a few little old ladies standing around who applauded for us. I was so happy. Cut to reality, Sunkist had gone to Germany for a few weeks. I missed her every day and when I found out she was coming back, I got excited. I decided to be outside sweeping off the sidewalk and when she came in, I would welcome her back (okay, I know, I’m a dork). So I went outside and it was hot out there. I was sweeping and sweeping. She should have been there a half hour ago. I’m starting to feel sick from being out there so long, that I decide to come inside to get a drink of water. I walk down to the deli (I was headed for the water, but I still had to walk past the deli) and THERE SHE IS!! Somehow, I missed her coming in. I’m a very nervous guy. Some would say, well why didn’t you go talk to her then? And I’d respond “You don’t know me at all.” I’m much too afraid to just go up to someone and start talking to them. I need a reason. Like a friends list or something. I had a cleaning sidekick with me that day, and I told him “Let’s clean by the deli.” We did and I look over at Sunkist, and my cleaning buddy looks over at her as well. She looks at us and says hi to him. Then THEY start talking. I phased myself out of there and just started cleaning somewhere else.
Alright, I won’t mention every encounter we had, but there was one where I mentioned to her that I had jury duty. The next day, while I was bagging, she came up to me and asked me how it went. I was taken aback. She was talking to me!! I told her. There’s not really more to that story.
Anyways, in 2004, she left the deli and became a new Non-Foods person. I believe she was actually Jeremy’s replacement, though he was still there for a couple weeks with her. This is when he was going off to join the military. I would see the non-foods people more, so I was excited about this. I remember her first day, I was planning to talk to her, but every single guy bagger did. All of them. Not just the baggers, but some other department guys too. I was furious. I could never get to her, because there was always someone else there. That died down eventually, and we did become closer in the sense that we talked a little every day (well every day we were both there). At times, I would eat lunch from Wendy’s (my mom worked at Kroger, too and she would pick it up for me). I didn’t care much for the fries, so I never ordered them. One day, Sunkist came upstairs, while I was on a break. She asked if I had any fries, but I didn’t. So the next time my mom went to Wendy’s, I told her I wanted some fries. She got them, and sure enough, Sunkist came upstairs that day and I handed her the box of fries. I told her they were hers. She thanked me and sat down with me, and we had a nice little talk.
One cold morning, I was out getting carts. I didn’t have any gloves on, and she saw that and lent me hers. Now, they were girly gloves and tight on my hands. But they smelled like her, damn it! So I wore them, and enjoyed it.
It was February, 2004 and I had decided I was finally going to ask her out. What can I say, I takes my time. She was alone (which is how I preferred it. I hate talking to the girl I like with a bunch of people around). I went over to her and began asking her out. But I was so nervous, that I ended up saying “as friends.” Darn if she didn’t take me up on that. She knew I went bowling every week, so she agreed to take me bowling sometime. I don’t drive, otherwise I would have driven her. On February 21, 2004 I had the best day of my life. We went bowling. I was funny (if I do say so myself), she was fun to talk to. I still have the little score sheet we kept. I felt comfortable. I never thought I would around someone that I was in love with. And yes, at this time I knew I was in love with her.
Word around the store was that she had a great time and would go out with me again. So, I asked her. She said yes. However, that week she canceled because she had a family reunion. So we planned to go out again, another week and all of a sudden she canceled again. Another family reunion. I believe at one point there was another family reunion. Which to me it seems after the one time, it’s no longer a reunion, but rather a family get together. But what do I know?
I wrote Sunkist a 23 page script. It was about her at Kroger, then being sent to Kroger Oz. I took a few of the people in the store as characters. I was the Cowardly Lion, because let’s face it, I’m a coward. Instead of Toto, her little sidekick was Gonzo, the Muppet. A call back to my dream, even though I didn’t tell her about it. She read the script over her two breaks and loved it. She was encouraging me to go to college to become a writer. Shortly, thereafter, I had heard through the grapevine that she started to like one of her co-workers. I got excited. Figuring the script really won her heart. So, naturally, I wrote another script for her. She liked that one as well. I even drew her a picture of what the Kroger Wizard of Oz movie poster would look like. She was impressed.
I remember one day, I was there bagging and she walked past me. I just watched her, and I thought to myself, I was going to marry her. Usually in movies when a guy says “I’m gonna marry that girl” it ends up happening. The funny thing is, in all this time, I never told her how I felt about her. I couldn’t. I was just no good at telling the people I love that I love them. And that goes for my family as well. We don’t even hug in my house. So I guess because I never confessed my true feelings for her, I became just her friend. My mom knew that I liked Sunkist, and tried to help out (which was embarrassing). My mom, her co-worker, the co-worker’s son and his girlfriend were going to see Passion of the Christ together. My mom invited Sunkist. It was then that I decided to go with them. Before that I had no interest in seeing the film. We all went and luckily, Sunkist sat next to me. And I wasn’t in the middle between her and my mom. I was at the end of the row, with no one on my left side. We watched the movie and actually enjoyed it.
On her birthday, I made her a card. I forged the signatures of all her favorite celebrities and music groups (to be funny). I almost didn’t give it to her since, that day all the guy baggers got her something. One baked cookies, another bought her a couple presents. My card not only seemed stupid, but I didn’t want to be lumped in with those guys… they’re a little odd. ;) I ended up giving it to her and she liked it.
One day, the meat department guy asked me if Sunkist and (I’ll just call him) Stan, from produce were going out. I said no. In all the time she was there, I had never seen them together. But nevertheless, this worried me. I became paranoid. All I could think about was the thought of them dating, and having sex, and getting married and having kids. Well I won’t stretch this story out any more. They were dating, secretly. It crushed me. I used to come home, lay down on my bed and just be happy. I was giddy. Now I found myself coming home, going to my basement/bedroom, turning off all the lights, laying on the floor and crying. This went on for weeks.
I still remained her friend, but there was a part of me, hoping their relationship wasn’t serious and she would end up with me. I mean it happens in sitcoms. This was just my obstacle, I thought. However, they kept dating. And I liked the guy she was dating, so I couldn’t even vent about how she’s dating HIM. He was a nice guy. Part of me still thought that the two of us would be together. So I still tried to get her to fall for me. I didn’t give up.
I wanted to have a birthday party. I hadn’t had one since the second grade. Really I was joking around with her about wanting one and she said if I had one, she’d come. This is when I said “I AM having a party!!” Our house was in the middle of construction (sort of), and so my mom didn’t like to have many people come over. So she said I could have a little get together. I invited my cashier friend and his wife (remember them from earlier in the story?) and of course, Sunkist. I had it planned out for Thursday. However, Monday, she tells me she can’t make it. She’s going to be out of town that day. I said I’d try to change the date and asked her when she could make it. She said Sunday. I said okay, and asked my friends, and they were okay with the change. So come Thursday (she was leaving that day but still worked), I was about to hand her my funny little invitation I made on my break, when she told me she would be out of town all weekend, on a family get together. This (once again) crushed me. But I kept saying “that’s okay” and stuff. She gave me a gift though, the DVD of “Lost in Translation.” Come Sunday, my other friends couldn’t make it, so my birthday party, was me sitting there with a cake, and the loneliness that is my life (my family was at Church at the time).
Okay, to speed this story up, now I heard she was leaving the store all together. I was, can you guess it … Crushed! This couldn’t be happening! I went over to her and asked her if it was true. She said it was. I told her how I’d probably never see her again (it’s something in my life, when someone leaves, I don’t see them for years or ever again. I don’t usually keep up with people who have moved on). She told me we’d still see each other and keep in touch. That’s when she gave me her email address and phone number.
A few days later, it gets worse. I hear that she’s moving in with Stan! This… Crushes me again. I go up to ask her, and she the kind that likes to keep her private life private. She won’t tell me, and I made the mistake of saying “everyone’s saying that you two are moving in together.” She started to cry. Now I am not good at consoling someone. It just makes me more nervous. I came SO close to finally telling her how I felt, but I was stopped because I realized I was too late. She was already in love with someone else. So I didn’t tell her.
The next day, I was planning to apologize for making her cry, but she didn’t come in. She decided to forget the two weeks notice and leave that day. I cried for weeks again over her. This was back in February 2005, just a week shy of our one-year bowling anniversary.
Anyways, Sunkist eventually married Stan and they recently had a baby. Stan also recently left the store, and his last day, he told me that she asks about me. I had always figured she was mad at me or something, because despite her words of “We’ll keep in touch”, I only saw her twice after she left. And both times I couldn’t have a conversation with her because of other people in the store, who wanted to talk to her. I even sent her emails, which she never responded to and tried calling her, but she never answered.
Here it is, 2009, and I’m still not over her. I’ve not seriously liked any girls since then. I mean, sure I’ve had tiny crushes, but nothing like this. She was the love of my life, and she was never even my girlfriend.
And….. The End!
It was a little bit longer than I planned, lol.