I am… 80% sure I just fielded a veiled gal pals question (”are you close friends? really close? close close?”) and I am SCREAMING

THANKS BUDDY ALSO PLEASE DON’T TAKE MY EMBARRASSMENT TO MEAN SOMETHING IT DOESN’T

(also dang it, this plays into the frustration/confusion over the fact that she actually sort of said not yet rather than nah bro just friends and even though I know it’s healthier to treat that as a rejection part of my brain is still like. not yet. And now someone is asking, and that’s probably just because she posted some cute pics of us, but UGH)

So yesterday I walk into work, and the head boss sees me and, very seriously says “Oh good there’s something I want to ask you.” Alarms start going off in my head, what have I done, she looks so concerned, shit am I in trouble?

She pulls out her phone. Did I accidentally put something profane on twitter? Is this another weird reprimand for our instagram photos not being high quality?

But then she opens a pic my coworker took to promote our Pokemon TCG Demo. “Is this you? I swore it was a 10 year old but then I was like wow that looks a lot like Sam.”

I assure her it is me. She asks a few more times to be sure, then says she’s glad I’m doing well in the position and that’s that.

Not quite capable of staying up longer (and I’ve got someone coming to view the apartment p early in the morning) so I’m going to bed hoping the girl messages me back with a time/place to meet tomorrow (we agreed to hang out but set no details)

Tomorrow is my chance to ask her if we’re friends or something else before the deadline I set myself, so, that’s a thing. Luckily I’m too thoroughly delighted by Ghostbusters to freak out about it yet

I really hope the corporate social media team continues to include random photos of just me  in their posts because I find it hilarious and I want to have a collection of them when our summer events are done