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August 2011
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Accire [userpic]
A crown's no cure for a headache.

It's funny the different circumstances that can begin a friendship.

For 3 years there has been a woman that works here that would not give me the time of day. She has always been very quiet, and kept to herself. I don't know how many times I said hello to her as I passed her in the hall, and she completely ignored me. It wasn't that I was trying to get her to like me or anything. I just hate passing by someone at work, and not acknowledging their presence. It's weird to me to just pass by someone you see every day and completely ignore them.

So yes, 3 years of never even getting the smallest hint of a smile from this woman as we passed each other.

Then one day we were both in the Ladies room at the office. I exited my stall first and was standing at the sink washing my hands. She exited her stall next. She began to wash her hands vigorously and quickly. I looked her in the eye in the mirror and smiled. She ignored me and turned off the water and dried her hands. I stood there checking my hair and began to applying some lip balm as she started to leave, and in the corner of my eye I saw it.

She pushed the restroom door open and I exclaimed "WAIT!"

She stopped and looked at me, and I quickly tried to tell her before she walked out of the door, but the words weren't coming out fast enough and all I could stammer out was "you... have... the thingy! The toilet thingy!" All the while my hands are motioning to my own backside demonstrating how the toilet bowl liner was tucked in her pants.

She let out an "OMIGOD!" and ran back into the stall and flushed it down the toilet. When she came back out to wash her hands again, she thanked me profusely. And all though it wasn't really a big deal, deep down I had a tiny bit of satisfaction in the fact that I had won. She had finally talked to me. Heh.

Now. Now you'd never know that she used to ignore the hell out of me. She smiles at me ALL. THE. DAMN. TIME! She is the sweetest person. Occasionally we chat it up in the break room when we arrive in the morning. It's just funny to me.

I'm feeling : satisfied