I already worked one part-time job, but I picked up another one as a receptionist for a construction equipment company back in August. There were only two other women who worked there, but their shifts ended once I arrived. I kinda felt intimidated working with all of the men, and I felt really uncomfortable on my first day. I also was on crutches from a car accident a couple days ago, so that wasn't helping. Because of my crutches, I was told that they were going to have people come over and introduce themselves to me. Well...few people did...which I understood, because they were really busy. But the manager of the parts department came over and introduced himself...Ernie...with a big smile...and actually talked to me a bit. I fell for him instantly! I kinda felt like there was flirting going on as time passed, but I didn't know if it was serious or not. On December 8th, we stayed after closing and chatted with each other...and then had our first kiss in the parking lot, followed by our first date two nights later. Every night after work after that, if I didn't have to go to my other job, we'd go out to dinner. If I worked my other job, we'd just chat and kiss for a few minutes in the parking lot, and I'd be on my way (often late, but my bosses knew why and forgave me!
). Unfortunately, we lived about 90 miles apart, as he had quite a commute to work. Also, at the end of the month, he was transferred back to the branch he used to work at, which was closer to where he lived. I would go down and see him when I could squeeze it around both of my jobs. Then...in April...I found a job close to him, and I moved in with him.
He recently asked me what the first thing I thought of was when I met him, and I said that I thought he was really cute, had a nice smile, and I wanted to talk to him more. When I asked him what he thought when he saw me for the first time, he said, "Awww...look at that poor girl on crutches!"