A New Me
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We all have a past, we all have inner demons. Some of us have a bigger battle than the rest of us and we shouldn’t be so quick to judge when we notice these things on people. Pretty girl from orientation showed up for training yesterday and didn’t seem to excited to be working. We were let go at the same time and were directed to the managers office to get our uniforms and some paperwork. As I sat next to her, I noticed scars in both her forearms. They were small scars from cutting. This pretty girl has fought her inner demons and those scars are reminders of all those times she self inflicted pain onto herself so she can release stress or whatever agony of relief it granted her.
Today she didn’t show up for work. I don’t know what the cause for it is, but I’m sure there’s a high chance that she decided not to follow through with this job. She could have over slept or called out sick. All I know is that she was super cute and I couldn’t take my eyes from her.
Every rose has its thorns and this pretty rose had a lot of them. -
I’m still shocked and star struck that I saw the 32 year old who I’ve had a crush on from the moment I laid eyes on her. We used to be co-workers back when I was living and working in Brooklyn. I’ve always been attracted to older women and she was no exception. She is beautiful, Italian, short, and has amazing curves. Her personality made her that much more amazing and she would brighten up my day whenever I saw her. She is much older than me and could never see me like how I would see her. I wasn’t mature enough for her, I didn’t have anything to offer her, and I was a complete wreck back then that I couldn’t use her as motivation to better myself.
It was really great seeing her again. I managed to talk with her for a moment but she was running late for a lunch date with her friend so couldn’t chat for much. Hearing her voice and seeing her smile really made my day.
She has a boyfriend now. She dated a lot while we worked together and also wasn’t really looking for anything serious. After I had gotten laid off, I had found out that she was dating a bartender who was just a year older than me. He was way more mature then me, though. He’s been living on his own since High School, and wasn’t shy like I am so he could talk to women. I come to find out that he was also sleeping with my manager and those two females were good friends. When they had found out what he was doing, all hell broke loose. She eventually quit because she couldn’t stand his guts.
Her boyfriend is around her age so I guess its something serious. Im assuming she wouldn’t dare dating another young guy again because of what that bartender did to her. Even though he was more mature than me in a sense, he was still an inconsiderate kid who took advantage of her.
Damn, seeing her again brought back all those nostalgic memories. I miss giving her hugs. I miss looking into her eyes when she was having a bad day, slightly lifting her face up from under her chin, and telling her that she will be alright.
