So Many Mikes, So Little Time

It has recently come to my attention how many MIKE’S I know. There is, of course, my gay roommate, the “Will to my Grace.” Then, there is Mike T., worked with him at Houlihan’s. There is Michael, my scene partner from last year (most beautiful singing voice, it gives me goosebumps just thinking about it). I have a new Michael as well. I met him on a website, Myspace.com, and he goes to DePaul, a neighboring Chicago college, right near Columbia. He’s super fun, and we talk a lot. He’s a great guy, and tickles my funny bone. And now there is another Mike, Mike Minor. I work with him at Champps…. and… I’m starting to crush on him :::hits herself in the head::

When I had first met him, I picked up on his sarcasm right away. He just has that sort of voice that always has an edge of “joking” whenever he speaks. He’s about 5”10′, with beautiful bright blue eyes, and perfect teeth. Something about him though, justs… I dunno, gets me. We always talk at work. But, lately, since I have realized this crush, I am not sure how to act around him. Tonight, at work, I was folding napkins for rollups, and he sits near me and goes, “Ya know, you’re a nerd. You’re like the one that wants to look good for the teacher, but makes the other students look bad.” I reply with, “Oh, I’m a nerd, eh? What’s that make you?” We start talking about how there are different types of “nerds”.

Dork- video game loving, introverted but semi-social nerd.

Geek- (what Mike classifies himself as) Someone who talks with people, but has a deep hidden passion that they do not care to discuss with anyone.

I called myself a “Nork”, half geek, have dork. Then, work got busy, so conversation ceased. Then, he comes up to me and says, “Walk by 36 and tell me if you don’t think that little girl is the cutest thing you’ve ever seen.” So, I do. She was adorable, just learning to walk- her mother even let her attempt to walk to me. I was having baby fever this week. It just made Mike ever cuter… he looks at children and says they are cute, meaning perhaps someday, he will be a good father (not like I am thinking that far ahead, good Lord, no.)

Later on that night, he was done working, and he just… stuck around. I was still working. He ordered food, we went outside for a cigarette, kept talking. We talked about school, and life, and… I dunno… I get the butterflies around him…and I haven’t had butterflies in ages. I’m not to the “head cuddles” stage, but… he’s just so NICE. I can’t stand it. I want to hug him all the time… which brings up Joe…

Joe is another guy I work with. He has nonchalantly asked me out now three times. Once for drinks with other friends, once when he gave me his number and said “We should go out sometime.”, and tonight, when he said he was cooking turkey this weekend for friends, and invited me to tag along. Now, Joe is nice, but not very much my type. I need someone motivated, someone who is doing something with their lives, and not just working in a restaurant, but working there because they are putting themselves through school… Like Mike Minor. And… it’s bad… I hate crushes, it changes how I act, and I want someone to like me for myself.

I have to say though, I am loving Champps more and more. I have friends that joke around with me and understand my whacky sense of humor. The hottest man there, Nick, the body builder, constantly makes flirtatious comments with me, which I banter back. I am making good money there, though not as much as I would love to make. But, I will never find a serving job where I make 200 bucks a shift. C’mon.

Anywho… I need to update more,and I’ll try to. I graduate in 74 days.. can you believe it? Scary… alright kiddies- I’ll catch up on reading tomorrow, goodnight!