called out

today my favorite called the office looking to schedule an appointment. i tried to schedule an appointment but things didnt work out and he is going to come in during drop in hours which will really work out better for his schedule anyway...but thats not whats important.

when i answered the phone and, well, got called out....
well, ok, so just check out the transcription.

::tele ring a ding dingie::

me: ******* ********* *** Office.

favorite: hello is this christine?

me: um, this is *******, how can i help you?

favorite: oh, hai, this is your favorite [client] to help

me: oh hai....::crumples up inside, trying to stop from sarcastically congratulate him on his engagement::

END TRANSMISSION.

i later saw him in starbucks. he looked over and i was staring at him. i did the whats up nod. he looked at me not really acknowledging knowing or seeing me, maybe smiled a bit. when threw up a half assed wave he turned and continued on with his colleagues.

:(
boo.

i am suspicious...do you know im a creepster, favorite? are you fucking with me young man? i do not appreciate it. stalkers fancy themselves as super stealth love ninjas, if you have me figured out, you are playing the game wrong! at this point you should restrain order me, or something.

this is just a sign that i am bad at what i do...you really ought to tell me so that i can up my skills. so inconsiderate.

...or maybe you like our little game, NICE. i dig it. im still upping my game.

STILL. favorite, your engagement is putting an awkward strain on our relationship. dont be scared i am not going to do anything, im just going to stare at you longingly. no touching. respecting the prime directive, im just here to observe and learn.

:T