Awkward situations are awkward…
so I was leaving work today and I go out back to the break room area to get my purse/clock out. Cart attendant Joe (who my sister and I crudely refer to as ‘midget Joe’) was standing by the punch machine.
“Going on break?” he asks me.
“Nope, heading home.” I say, as I clock out.
“where you from?” He asks flat out.
“Lee” I reply, trying not to point out the fact that he’s asked me this about 3-4 times already.
“Do you go through newmarket?” He asks,
“yeah I do.” I say as I go in my locker and grab my things.
(something along the lines of) “can you give me a ride home?”
I have to think for a minute. I do go through newmarket. I could easily drop this kid on my way.
“um…. I am not sure I am going straight home after this, I don’t think i’m going to drive through… sorry..”
“yeah, no.. that’s okay.. sorry” he says to me.
“no, i’m sorry” I reply, and I leave.
I lied, I went straight home through newmarket. He is quite creepy, and I didn’t want to have that little nugget in my car. am I a bad person?
