I dug up my old Goo Goo Dolls single "Iris" the other day there, and I've been listening to it pretty compulsively. I forgot how good a song it actually was. Speaking of good, I had a pretty good day today for once. Let me explain...

I opened another account today (that's seven in total folks - not bad), which was the only one in our department. Then, later on in the day, I think I might have got myself a date! No, seriously! As strange as it may seem, I finally plucked up the courage to ask this girl out. I mean ok, it only took me all day, but I got there in the end...

I'll let you in to a little background on the situation, and put some psuedonyms to people. One day at work, I was behind the counter with this girl who works on my level occasionally (let's call her...Doc, after the dwarf). One of her co-workers (let's call her...Jules) comes up to the counter from one of the floors below to speak to Doc. When Jules leaves, Doc teases me a bit by saying that Jules could be a wee girlfriend for me. Anyway, this goes on for about a week, and this is during the C era...

Which leads us, directly, to this week. Having given up on C, I decide that Jules is *quite* nice. Very nice, actually. As she passed by me on Thursday (as I mentioned in my last entry, I believe) my heart skipped a beat. Much in the same way as C. Only difference with Jules is that I'm being a lot more open with my co-workers about her. I've been telling them how I feel, and they've been giving me advice (or teasing me) accordingly. Of course, this has only been happening since Thursday...Things been moving rather swimmingly, one may say.

Well, yesterday, she was at the childrenswear department of her company (which is where Doc usually works, hence being on my level). I was across the floor from her, and couldn't really take my eyes off her. I kinda noticed her looking over every now and then though, which could mean one of two things...

1) She quite likes me
2) She's quite terrified by the fact I keep looking at her

Either way, she was only at the childrenswear department for ten minutes, before going downstairs. So, nothing happened yesterday. Which leads us to today...

I started work at 11am today, and looked over towards her childrenswear department. Nobody there. Come 12 noon, however, and who's there? Yup, it's Jules. Yes. Looking *extremely* hot. Or maybe I'm exaggerating, being blinded by my feelings for her. Anyway, she's on and off the childrenswear department extremely frequently throughout the day. That, coupled with the fact that I was a bag of nerves, meant I hardly spoke to her.

4pm comes. A customer comes to the counter, with a return. It's a return from Jules' department! We cannot do anything with the return without having someone from her department come to look at it...So, I take a big breath, leave the counter, and go over...Very calm, I must say. Or maybe not. Anyway, transcript follows...

"[Jules], isn't it?"
"Yeah"
"Em, I have a return here..."

We walk towards the counter...

"One of those days, isn't it?" (still me)
"Yeah...I'm tidying this place, and whenever I turn my back, somebody's messing things up!"
(I laugh, politely).

The return is ok, and so we give the customer a refund. But it's not over yet. No no, I have to give the garment back to her, of course! More chance for conversation...

"Um, here you go!"
"Oh, thanks!"
"What time you on until today?"
"Just half-four"
"Lucky you!"

I walk back towards the counter, and look at the clock. It's 4.08pm. Yeah. About 20 minutes to do something. I could feel my face becoming increasingly hot...Getting all flustered and such like! Well, I have to go out onto the shop floor, and it's about 4.20. A customer asks me to go up to the stock room for them! How rude! How ignorant! Don't they know this is a matter of life and death?

After the quickest stock room visit ever, I bring down two pairs of trousers that they request...Only, in my rushed inaccurate poor work, I bring down the wrong trousers. She asks me to go back up. At this point, I see Jules heading for the changing rooms (which is in the same general direction as the stock room). I wait up on her. Transcript #3...

"That you finished?"
"Well, I'm just going to get my bag, then I'll phone [Doc]"
"Oh..." (We go through these doors, where the paths to stock room and changing room split).
"Em..." (This is me, flustered) "Listen, do you fancy, maybe, going out on a date sometime?"
"Er...Yeah, sure. I'm not sure when though, because I have a lot of homework at the moment..."
"Oh, you're still at school?"
"Yeah"
"Me too!"
"Well, I'm not sure when, but sure"
"OK, great! When you working next?"
"Thursday"
"OK, see you then!"

And that was that! I dashed up to the stock room with the biggest smile ever on my face. But I don't know how much to read into this. I mean, last few have sounded promising to begin with, then totally screwed up later. I mean, I don't even know if Jules knows my name! I've hardly ever spoken to her (today was the first real kind of conversation I've had with her), and she might think I'm a total weirdo! Apart from that, it looks promising. I'll bite my tongue though, because I won't believe it's happening until it actually happens. Expect a "Last Night I Dreamt..." reference come Thursday...

I should really have got her phone number. But anyway. We'll see on Thursday.

Not a lot else has happened, so I'll wrap it up there. Let's just say I think Morrissey-solo should shift itself more frequently, if this is the type of thing that happens to me when it's doing so! (Sweetness, I was only joking...) Toodleoo!