Been pretty busy with work ... ugh don't get me started. Too late, ever since i sold my soul to the Recreation Center i work at I've been practically living there ... but getting paid for it so thats nice. I Head Guard as well as Coach the swim team (yes, got a promotion!! ^^) and i really enjoy my job. I love the social aspect of my job, working and hanging out with kids my age and making tons of friends. Tho the management is nothing more the a bunch of power hungry, soul sucking twenty year olds who get their kick from making us miserable. But other then those ghouls I'm doing pretty great!Now you somewhat understand my working atmosphere i will like to get going on my story!
So i had to Coach a swim meet down in the salt lake valley in the distant district known as Cottonwood Heights. I was pretty nervous because it was going to be me and the other assistant coach named Jill ( great gal ... taken ... ) and we were gonna be responsible for our team. I was running late as normal thanks to the procrastinating genes as well i got lost ... thanks to the wonderful imap app on my iPod touch ... that brought me to an elementary school. Luckily i called Jill and she helped me get out of the sticky situation.
The meet was going great, Jill and I looked pretty official in our team polos and them clipboards. People kept looking at us apparently according to Jill, I think it was because we looked fresh and hip. I had a great time hanging out/ working with Jill. She's a great gal, killer personality and might i add she is gorgeous.
Most of the guys at the Rec Center ( subtract the gays ... {not bashing gays, they're cool!}) are infatuated by Jill and constantly talk about her or talk to her, impress, flex, ect. I was talking to the shining nymph of the forsaken Rec Center! (no big deal.)
Afterwards Steve, the Head Coach came in and took over so Jill and I got to leave early (Jill asked Steve if i could leave with her ;) ). On the way out she was somewhat teasing me and the way i talked to myself ... don't ask. But was it flirting?? ... my "being hit on" sensors were starting to tingle. Jill offered to follow me to a gas station .. I was out of gas and she was worried if I would make it home. As well, she was gonna guide me to the Freeway ... I get major lost when it's dark in Utah ... I get disoriented without the moutons to guide me. Was she just being genuinely kind? or was interested in my well being due to have some sparks of a crush for me? beats me, but i hope its the second one. It seems like a lot of effort she put in to be just friends but as you can tell, i made it home safely as i'm writing this update to the lame blog. Sooo what do you think? flirt? or a good friend? .... Stayed tuned for more on the friend/love confused, secretly wanting a realtionship boy story ... thanks!
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