The Chick Next Door

I didn’t want to write about this but it’s bothering me sooo….whatever.

I just came back from another “outing” with my two office mates during what she called, “Welcome to Dallas Week”. One is Ajana and the other is David. Ajana has been with the company for-EVER and knows a whole lot about the site while David is just as new as I am but he comes to the plate with a social skill that I envy and the ability to communicate that is often unheard of in new college graduates.

This “outing” was supposed to be a way for David and I to be introduced to the city. We rode the train to Mockingbird station and walked around a bit but by the end of the trip I was only sure of one thing; Ajana can’t STAND my ass.

She covers it up well with a BIG Cheshire cat smile but my first impression of her has proved to be true: something is off about her spirit. While I don’t expect to connect with everyone, you KNOW I can read people and since there’s no reason for her to dislike me since I do my work, I am always polite and I never gossip or talk badly about people, I’m just gonna charge this one to the game.

But I tell you, I’m sure that my Director asked her to take us on a tour and she probably even had to PAY the girl to take us but I am so glad it’s over because the entire trip was uncomfortable and wack. You could tell she didn’t want to be there. I enjoyed myself simply because we were looking around in shops and that’s always fun to me.

But this chick…I don’t know what to do about her. Like…she sits 3 feet away from me and from day my first day interacting with her, I said Hi to her and she gave me the most STANK look ever! I smiled and greeted her, “Hey, you were out yesterday, were you sick or did you take a trip?” and she looked at me and said with a frown, ” I was OUT.”

I was like, “Ok.”

When I first started I didn’t have anything at my desk like a keyboard or a trash can or a stapler or anything and I was so busy trying to get things moving that I was slow in ordering them. Before my supplies came she had her trashcan in the middle of both of our desks so I would use her trashcan when I needed to. When she noticed that I was throwing trash in her trash can she promptly picked the can up and placed it under her desk telling me in a very nice tone that I should order “a nice pretty one” for myself.

Yeah…so after that I had to walk all the way to the kitchen everytime I had to throw away a piece of paper.

I was trying to think that maybe it’s because I’m still trying to get rid of the homeless smell I used to have since when I was living in the hostel/in my car I did have to get my clothes out of the trunk of my car everyday before going to work. Maybe she was annoyed by that. Maybe it was my rotten tooth and it’s decay (that I had filled- YAY! No more bad breath) or maybe it was my confident attitude or maybe it’s even the way I wear my hats pulled low over my eyes. Whatever it is that rubbed this chick the wrong way, there’s nothing I can do about it.

I don’t get it. She’s really cute. Like..she could hang with me because she has a very nice style and her hair is always nice. She looks like someone who would be my friend. I don’t get it. If I give you nothing but compliments and courtesy and you give me nothing but empty smiles and smart remarks…what can I do?

Yeah..it hurts me because..she sits right next to me but…we still work well together so I guess it doesn’t really matter.