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Indiesnob being a big dork story #3490808.
Went to pick up my breakfast from the Greek diner. When I first moved to Seattle in 2000 I was but a young 23 year old pup. I grew up in a larger city, that wasn't a city.
Young Indiesnob rented out a room in a big house that consisted of people who cooked nasty smelling fish in the house and couldn't be bothered to take remains of said fish straight to the garbage outside. So Indiesnob would walk to the Ave. and eat the Greek diner.
Indie quickly grew fond of the whole staff. The younger girls flirted with him innocently and made him feel neato. The older Greek ladies treated him like part of the family.
So I go there today for my breakfast. One of the ladies who I had a big crush on from years ago was there. She hasn't worked there in years but was there to visit. She was probably in her early 30s when I first started going there. She's aged quite well. She saw me and got right up and gave me a big hug.
Suddenly she starts laughing and turns away from me. I start wondering why she's laughing. Am I still sporting the morning wood this new medication gives me? Do I smell off? I shouldn't because I took a shower.
Turns out I had a sock that was stuck to the back of my shirt, and for some unknown reason (wait, the reason is because I'm a dork) I never noticed it. There she was holding it in her hand and just laughing and laughing. I started to blush because I felt like such a goober. She smiled, patted me on the shoulder and gave me my sock back.
YES THE SOCK WAS CLEAN BEFORE ANYONE TURNS THIS STORY DIRTY! It obviously stuck to my shirt in the drawer, but how the hell I managed to put on my shirt without noticing it, again, I don't have the exact scientific answer.
I don't mind bringing up my embarrassing moments for a good laugh.
Oh, and you're all welcome for the awesome story.
Went to pick up my breakfast from the Greek diner. When I first moved to Seattle in 2000 I was but a young 23 year old pup. I grew up in a larger city, that wasn't a city.
Young Indiesnob rented out a room in a big house that consisted of people who cooked nasty smelling fish in the house and couldn't be bothered to take remains of said fish straight to the garbage outside. So Indiesnob would walk to the Ave. and eat the Greek diner.
Indie quickly grew fond of the whole staff. The younger girls flirted with him innocently and made him feel neato. The older Greek ladies treated him like part of the family.
So I go there today for my breakfast. One of the ladies who I had a big crush on from years ago was there. She hasn't worked there in years but was there to visit. She was probably in her early 30s when I first started going there. She's aged quite well. She saw me and got right up and gave me a big hug.
Suddenly she starts laughing and turns away from me. I start wondering why she's laughing. Am I still sporting the morning wood this new medication gives me? Do I smell off? I shouldn't because I took a shower.
Turns out I had a sock that was stuck to the back of my shirt, and for some unknown reason (wait, the reason is because I'm a dork) I never noticed it. There she was holding it in her hand and just laughing and laughing. I started to blush because I felt like such a goober. She smiled, patted me on the shoulder and gave me my sock back.
YES THE SOCK WAS CLEAN BEFORE ANYONE TURNS THIS STORY DIRTY! It obviously stuck to my shirt in the drawer, but how the hell I managed to put on my shirt without noticing it, again, I don't have the exact scientific answer.
I don't mind bringing up my embarrassing moments for a good laugh.
Oh, and you're all welcome for the awesome story.
bless your li'l cot... oh, wait, was it cotton? 
