Elevators Are Awesome

And luckily they occasionally need service. After the hurricane our elevator at the office was not functioning properly. I dutifully made a call to the elevator repair company for service ASAP. The repair guy shows up....and I couldn't help but gawk. Sweet mother of God he was just so, so hot. He was in a gray shirt and jeans and I just couldn't help but stare. I had to snap myself out of it so I went into "Professional" mode. I played Manager and tried not to stare again. Now normally when a repair guy shows up I just show him what the problem is and take off. Not so much this time. I opened the door to the elevator room and kinda waited to see what he was up to (not really, I just wanted to look at him some more). I found myself staring again and had to snap myself back to "Professional" mode. I excused myself and told him to let me know when he was done.

I passed by the room and he called me in. He showed me how to reset the elevator in case the problem came back again. He gave me his card. He told me he had to check one more thing out and to come back in a few minutes. He didn't have to ask me twice. When I came back, he gave me his card again and pointed out his cell number and told me to call anytime. Now this is apparently the part where I turned social retard because I didn't realize that he was flirting with me.

I didn't call him until yesterday. The elevator wasn't working yesterday morning so I went to reset it. I waited until the end of the day and used that as an excuse to call him. He asked me why it took me so long to call. Jesus, I am so stupid sometimes. Anywhoooo, we are going to lunch today at Chili's. I am a little nervous. Even if I screw up, the scenery will be great!