um. so. I work in the Creative Arts dept. at school because I'm cool like that. So I work in the shop with.. well, with guys. And no girls. Which can be fun. ;]
So let me talk about these gentlemen.
First, there's Matt. He's a senior..but he's 23? anyway, he's nice. and cool. whatevs. we'll be friends. that's all about him, really. we bonded today lol. because our boss left? but he said we needed to do work. ahem. yeah. so we COUGH worked COUGH so hard for like 20 minutes and then sat down and talked while he ate his twizzlers. :]
then, there's Gerard. he's a freshman! woo! on wednesday, he saved my life multiple times. haha. well, i'm using life a bit loosely here. i was just incapable of doing random things (a.k.a. spazzing out, as usual) and he helped me. which was pretty nifty! then we were doing some electrical work and i was like HA, no. so i was screwing and unscrewing things for him and he did all the work. it was fantastic! he kept hitting me with the parts of wire he was trimming though. he made it like a game. boys..

and now... Mark. (yes, let's all laugh at the coincidence of his name being Mark...) he is amazing. also a senior. that's beside the point. he KNOWS MY NAME. now, obviously, this isn't a terribly big thing, but when you're a frosh and everyone around you is like um... i don't remember what your name is? (i try to remember people's names because i'm nice. cough. anyway.) MARK KNOWS MY NAME!! i never even f---ing told him. he KNOWS. which means something to me! sigh. (don't get too excited. it gets depressing.) so i got to work and my boss tells me to go help him so i'm like okay! (this was before i knew that he knew my name lol) so i was helping him close all the seats in the theatre.. so i helped him put down the railings and close up the first part. so whatever that goes smooth and matt's not here at this point so we're chatting or in a comfortable silence, all's well. matt comes, we clean out some stuff. now Matt is doing something and Mark is detaching the railings and I'm "catching" them from him. Matt steps in once we get to the back because I'm too short. lol. then Mark asks me to put down the next batch of seats. oh jesus. it was awful. and he's like if you do it this way (the only way i could do it), you'll get a blister. (i did.) sigh again. Mark and Matt are working on the other railings as i TRY to do this. i fail epic-ly for a while then i get the hang of it... until i start failing again lol. so the boys finish and Mark's asking me how I'm doing and whatever and I'm like meh. i can't do this. so he freaking comes over and like attacks the chairs. he's a beast, i swear. so i'm like geee, thanks. he says it's because he's had four years of practice. fine. we close the rest and blah blah blah. point is. he's SO NICE. so i looked at his name on the sched so i could creep on his FB. that's how i do.

so that's my life.

~Sam