Drama Updates

Posted by Tilia

Guitar Guy Rumors

• So, Friday night, I was approached by the Prom Queen bartender, who treats the club like her own personal high school.  She said to me, “So, I hear you’re dating Guitar Guy.  Congratulations.  He’s hot.”  I dispelled this rumor, telling her that he has a girlfriend, and that we just flirt a lot.  
• Tonight (Saturday), Prom Queen and Lead Bartender (the one who asked him if we were back together yet), spent many hours attempting to gather information from other servers about the time he kissed my cheek/neck area on the way out the door, etc. etc. etc.
• Prom Queen definitely wants to hook up with Guitar Guy. I’ve heard her talking about it.  It likely infuriates her that he would pay attention to someone else.
• I’m about 75% sure they’ve at least mentioned something to him at this point.  
• I may have to kill them.

Guitar Guy in Actuality

• Beginning of the night was very disparaging.  He blew past me twice upon entry without acknowledging me at all.  This is almost certainly deliberate, as he used to seek me out and make a big production when he’d come in for the evening.
• Eye contact returned to controlled level.  Went un-monitored for a majority of the first half of the evening as I was both irritated and swamped with work, and had no time to check to see if he was looking back at me.
• I allowed the host/lead singer to lean into my personal space and chat me up.  I think he saw.  
• I hope he saw.  I hope it pissed him off.
• Then, he ordered food from me.  Confusing.  He asked as though he wasn’t sure if I was okay taking the order.  I told him I’d be offended if he asked someone else.
• He laughed, but I was really fucking serious.
• During “You’ve Lost that Lovin’ Feeling” we had a long, long intense eye-contact encounter.  Similar to the one from a few nights ago during “I can’t make you love me.”  Considering we used to have our most notable moments during songs like, “Livin’ on a Prayer,” “Talk Dirty to Me,” and “Pour Some Sugar on Me,” I find this depressing, even in its small grains of hope.
• At the end of the night, whilst being violently encouraged by one of my favorite co-workers to go “tap that” while I still had time, and being informed every time he looked at me (which was frequently, and I enjoy this information), I remained confused.
• He left with a wave.  I chased him out and demanded a hug.  This was done in good humor, and didn’t feel sexy, just fun.
• Tonight, I found him on facebook.  I will likely obsess for days on whether or not to add him.

Jenna’s Affair

• The Affair has not officially happened.
• Yet.
• Jenna doesn’t have text messaging capabilities on her phone.  This is a huge impairment.
• Cole, the manager in question, seems to be seriously confused about the fact that he’s now been given a green light.  This may be due to the fact that Jenna is significantly out of his league.
• He seems to be planning a romantic getaway for them.  Jenna and I are horrified by this idea.  She just wants a meaningless hook-up.
• Hopefully this will be communicated soon, and executed.
• Divorce is on the horizon for Jenna, it just doesn’t make fiscal sense right now.  I swear we aren’t horrible people.

My Flight to London

• Departs August 4th, 4:49pm
• Arrives August 5th, 10:00am
• Jane will be picking me up and feeding me lunch.

~ by Shannon on July 20, 2008.