The other girl was a HB9. Very pretty. I was already sitting in the train, for once, he was early. I had my laptop open and i was actually a bit pissed at myself. While i was waiting for the train to arrive, a nice blonde passed by, in a hurry, loaded with a shitload of suitcases. She passed by and sat down at the utmost end of hte trainstop. at one side, i wanted to open her, but i didnt feel like walking the entire end. and i was in quarrel with myself because i didnt approach for such a stupid reason.
Anyhow, from the corner of my eye i saw her entering the train. i looked up from my laptop, had a neutral face and she comes sitting across of me. Excellent. I start closing down my laptop while she gets her tablet pc out.
me: hey
her: hey
me: (pointing at her tablet) are you satisfied with that thing?
her: you mean this?
me: yeah
she: no, not at all (while unplugging one of her headset thingies)
me: oh really? what brand is it? Is it an apple or samsung?
she: none of them. Its a cheap one. guess i got what i paid for
me: yeah, and obviously nothing more
her: hehehe yeah indeed
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me: so you kinda bought it on an impulse
her: yeah i did, and actually i dont really know why i did
me: hehe yeah, you usually get that with impulses
You dont look like an impulsive person though. So, you use it to play music on?
her: yeah, and for internet surfing. To break those long boring train rides
me: heheh yeah, those rides. I know exactly how you feel
(here i just shut up, turn my head and start looking out of the window. After about 20 seconds...)
her: so.. why do you ask?
me: (i smiled on the inside, this was a very good sign). Well, you see, i am a computer nerd working at Company Bla. Soon, i will be forced to work on one of those things, but i actually hate them.
her: ooh, at Company Bla? That is cool!
me: yeah, indeed it is. its a very cool company to work for.
(she starts toggling on that tablet and i resume at looking back through the window. She puts her tablet away ...)
her: well, i bet they have cool extras for their employees at Company Bla.
me: (this is it, i just know that i am game. this is the second time she just re-initiates the conversation) oh yeah, you bet there are! One of our biggest clients is a tour operator and we get major discounts if we book our trips from their catalogues
her: Oh my god! i should better go work at your company!
me:
yeah, i assume you like to travel then?
her: hell yeah!
me: oh that is cool
me too! You have made many travels already then?
her: naah not that much
me: tell me, what is the most cool trip you have made so far? The one that still gives you shivers when you think about it
her: ... (thinking) hmm i think it was Greece. (here she tells in short about her trip. how cool it was, about hte great SPAM, etc etc. Really, her eyes were shining when she spoke of it. So i decided to make use of that!)
me: hehehe look at those eyes! You are really reliving it, right?
her: yeah
me: while you are thinking about that SPAM again, how did you feel on that trip?
her: well... i kinda felt free
me: oh that is cool. I like freedom and i like people who feel free. Yeah, i can imagine, with that warm weather, not a single care in your head... the ocean on the background... i would feel pretty free as well
her: *sigh* yeah
(i love it when this happens. So lets break that feeling in hopes of getting it back later on in the convo)
me: well, where do you work? you dont seem to happy about it....
her: i work at PooPoo (major bank in our country).
me: oh well, that looks cool though. what do you do there?
her: callcenter
me: ouch
her: haha, yeah indeed!
me: common you gotta tell me, the worst customer today, what was he like?
her: well not a customer, it was a coworker from another settlement (short story on how they always look down on people from the callcenter)
me: hehehe yeah. i can feel you right there. I would hate that job, from the core of my hearth. I would never have the energy to stay cool like you did. if telephones could kill, i swear to god, i would kill all of them jerks!
her: haha, so you are a massmurderer?
me: massmurder? Girl, i am talking genocide here!
her: haha. but yeah, i try to stay cool at one side, but i am not going to let people walk all over me either!
me: and right you are! Damn girl, i like women with a bit of guts and wit!
her: (all smiles and glitters). but i am actually looking for another job.
me: well, we still have openings at our callcenter
. as i said, its a really cool company. And did i mention the parties yet?
her:
nooo, you didnt! Parties? sounds exciting
me: ooh it is! and when i say party, i really mean... PARTY!
her: oh really?
me: yeah really. (i start talking about the parties thrown, in short). but hey, i might have some pictures!
her: oh cool. but, are you sure they are meant for my eyes?
me: well, i am going to look, and if there is truly embarrassing stuff in there, i am just going to say that i cant find them
her: haha, ok
me: (getting my laptop out, starting it up) here is a cool picture of how they transformed our parking lot. The dj set (which was huge btw), the bar and lightset...
she: cool! but hey, there are more pictuere there.
me: (silence with some strange look on my face)
her: haha, common, i ve like only seen 4 or 5 pictures!
me: you have seen enough missy
. If you want to see more, you should come work for us!
her: yeah, seems cool, but i dont want to do callcenter anymore. I am really looking for something else
me: aah cool, like what? What would be your dream job?
her: a sales representative
me: omg... really? i think that is truly sexy. girl, you are my dream woman. where have you been!
her: hahaha, really? why?
me: well, for starters, i have been a sales representative after my hours for about 8 years now. I recently quit, because i got other plans. I love sales. I love the techniques, talking to people and most of all... i love the freedom (ding dong, lets trigger her happy feeling again).
(here i go in some detail describing this feeling of freedom while doing this kind of work. If my works were a fishing hook, i would have caught a whale).
her: yeaaaaaah... that is totally what i am looking for.
me: that is why i like you. What is holding you back?
her: well, its hard to find a job. i ve been looking and looking, but there arent many opportunities cut out for me. htey all ask x amount of years of experience. And my boyfriend keeps telling (KABLAMO. here she stops in the middle of her sentence)... yheah i have a boyfriend.
me: yeah, that is cool, no problem. and he keeps telling you what?
her: well, that is should be glad that i have job and that it is not a good time to change jobs. he keeps telling me htat i should go for security instead of throwing away a good paid job.
me: well, yeah, i can see why he tells you that... but ofcourse... if you want to be free.. and also the thrill, the excitement of a new job... its quite an adventure for somebody. Something to look forward for somebody like you! (take that boyfriend).
her: yeah i know! But i am not going to listen to him. You know, its my life, my choice and i really want this!
me: again, right you are! You got to stand up for yourself there. Even though i am sure he only says it because he doesnt want to see you get in trouble
her: yeah, i know, but that is soo boring. and who is he to tell me what i can and cannot do in my life
me: (i truly love this chick at this point. she got balls, figuratively ofcourse... i hope) btw, my name is LD.
her: mine is Ballsygirl
me:
nice to meet you
her: yeah, same back at you
me: i want to see you again some time. Add me on facebook.
her: how do you spell your name?
me: got something to write?
her: nope; but wait, mine is easy. You add me.
me: ok.
we then had a short conversation about building houses in our country, and then it was time to leave her as i had reached my destination.
me: well, have a nice day. we will be seeing each other someday
her: bye!
and that was it!
cheers!
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