The case of the creepy security guard
Our building has two security guards under 65 and they are both pretty cute.
One of them is this hot, 21-year-old "punk" kid. He's nice to look at and chat with but very young. He's my second favorite gaurd after 70-something-year-old Cliff who takes smoke breaks with me.
My least favorite guard is some starer blonde guy. The Starer constantly makes uncomfortable eye contact with you as you walk by. Although he appears normal upon first glance, you soon get a glimpse of his creepy smile that matches his creepy stare.
If creepy starer man worked the door every day, he may become my sole reason to quit smoking. I feel like he counts the time I walk by and does dirty things to me in his head.
"How are you?" STARE. "Oh, fine." STARE STARE. "Ready for the weekend?" STARESTARESTARE. "Yeah, it never seems to come soon enough." STARE creepysmileSTARESTARE
It's Friday. I'm irritable and brain dead. That's all I got.
One of them is this hot, 21-year-old "punk" kid. He's nice to look at and chat with but very young. He's my second favorite gaurd after 70-something-year-old Cliff who takes smoke breaks with me.
My least favorite guard is some starer blonde guy. The Starer constantly makes uncomfortable eye contact with you as you walk by. Although he appears normal upon first glance, you soon get a glimpse of his creepy smile that matches his creepy stare.
If creepy starer man worked the door every day, he may become my sole reason to quit smoking. I feel like he counts the time I walk by and does dirty things to me in his head.
"How are you?" STARE. "Oh, fine." STARE STARE. "Ready for the weekend?" STARESTARESTARE. "Yeah, it never seems to come soon enough." STARE creepysmileSTARESTARE
It's Friday. I'm irritable and brain dead. That's all I got.
