Asking Julie to add me on FB - take two
On Friday I had lunch with Rom. I find that she never suggests lunch and always goes along with whatever I suggest, even though she may not really want it. Like, because she was late and I had stuff to do in the office, I suggested Subway in the shopping centre. I knew she didn't really want it because she just had the other half of whatever sandwich I ordered. I actually had a craving for Subway, and didn't want to suggest something too expensive because I knew she wanted to shout since I paid for the last one.
In the afternoon my team decided to go to drinks to celebrate Ben getting married last week. I stayed back a bit because I had work to do, and then I saw Taran and we went there with the Commish. Taran did most of the talking, while I walked alongside feeling like a security guard, watching out for people who may bump too close to the frail old man, or if he had a misstep on the stairs and fell backwards. I think it was the first time I had had a conversation with him outside of work.
I went back to the office afterwards to change and meet Jim for gym. I wanted to show him the refurbished gym at Bond Street. He was impressed, but don't think he'll pay the additional $7 just to see it.
I thought we had a decent workout, but then totally ruined it by having Japanese afterwards and then dessert at Guylian. Faaaark why did we do that.
Yesterday after Saturday morning basketball I went home, had a shower and changed, before going out to the casino. If Julie was there, I'd bet small and tell her about the resume thing, and if not, then I'd play like normal.
When I got there, I saw her working at a $5 table facing away from the entrance. I sat down at the $10 table behind her where a short old Asian man was the dealer. From where I was sitting, Julie was in my full view, and I got to look (perv) at her properly. She looks tall, and I guess is tall for a girl, but she is about the same height as me. She isn't stick thin, but she's not really fat either. She's kinda just...average. I don't think she goes to the gym.
I like how she wears pants instead of a dress. I noticed she didn't seem to put much effort into her hair on this day. I observed how she would lean towards the wheel and look away towards the end of the table after calling no more bets and waiting for the ball to land, so I guess maybe she didn't just do it when I was there. But then again, she wasn't making eye contact with anyone at her table like she did with me.
Every time she did that I would silently wish she would turn a bit more to her right which would then allow her to see me. But she never did. At one stage she did turn around and I thought we made eye contact but I saw no reaction from her.
Watching her work in the casino gave me a feeling of being brought back down to earth, instead of placing her on a pedestal. I mean, there was really nothing special about this or her, was there? She's just spinning a ball, swiping off chips and paying out chips. Bit of a shitty repetitive job if you ask me.
I told myself I had to stay alive until she changed tables, which was a feat in its own. It's not improbable that I could lose everything before she changes tables, in which case I'd be fucked. So that kept me in control a bit, and it also helped that I was winning a bit.
I figured that when she switched tables, she'd go to the one on my left, and I thought I'd switch tables to go to hers when she did. But surprisingly, when her change happened, she came to my table. I guess they weren't rotating like normal today. She looked at me to greet me, and I greeted her in Korean, which got the silent treatment in return. I feel she doesn't really like to converse in Korean.
By now my table was kinda packed, so it was hard to talk to her. I asked her how her day had been, and she said not good. I sarcastically said "that's...good to hear". I said at least she gets to spin with her right hand now, but she misunderstood my meaning, and said that her problem is spinning with her left. Another misunderstanding was when I said her supervisor wasn't very 'CBS', and she said he was. Because of the people there, I didn't get to say much, though at times we did make eye contact and chuckle a bit.
I told her I had decided on my holiday destination - Hong Kong. She asked me what happened to the US, and I told her it would be too expensive. She said something about me being able to afford it. She also said "YOLO" and asked if I knew what it meant. I said yes, but added that you can be yolo at 24 but not at 32. She said you can.
I then decided to bring up the resume thing. I asked if she remembered my "friend" who was looking for a bartender job, and she said yes, so I assumed she caught on. I told her how I had contacted a high school friend who worked at the Hilton at the bar in there and still had contacts, and asked for my "friend's" resume. She said "Hilton? I don't know..." and I said "geez, I begged, and I pleaded..."
There wasn't much conversation after that, but she was pretty busy as well because the table had about three other players. I squinted and peered at her when we made eye contact and she laughed. At one point I decided to do something to 'connect' again, so I made eye contact and laughed. She kinda snapped and asked "what are you laughing at?"
Geez...
I sat there silently from thereon and thought about how stupid I had been to try to help a complete stranger. Now Saliva was waiting for me to pass on a resume, and the person I was trying to help had snapped at me.
I felt in control, but for a split second decided to go kamikaze and bet more than my usual amount on the 1-2 sector, but won.
I mentioned something about not laughing now and put on a serious face, and she said something about thinking I was laughing at her.
Ohhh I see...insecurity?
She later tried to start the conversation again by asking me if I could speak Cantonese, and confirming that I couldn't speak Mandarin. I just nodded and shook my head in response. I noticed that whenever she had to do a hard calculation, or if her supervisor pulled her up for something, the first person she'd look at is me. I wonder why? Was she expecting me to help her?
At one point some guy placed a split bet next to another split bet (instead of placing it on top of the first split bet) and I tried to draw her attention to it. It was also only a $5 chip whereas the minimum bet was $10. We made eye contact but she didn't catch on to what I was trying to point her attention to. I just left it and hoped it didn't land anywhere near that number, and it didn't.
After some players had lost and left, she asked if the chips in front of me were my winnings and I said yes. I said I was saving up for a kebab, after playing basketball for three hours earlier and not eating breakfast. She asked why I didn't have breakfast and I said it was my routine, and she said that was unhealthy. She said I didn't need $1000 for a kebab and I told her it was a big kebab, stretching my arms out wide to illustrate, and she laughed.
I said to her, according to her theory of YOLO, I should bet all my chips in one go. She was like "no, well within reason". I said it should be YOBO - you only bet once. I thought that was pretty good but only got a small smile from her for that.
I joked that maybe I should work at the casino, adding that I would make more working there than playing there. She said "not really" and I said at least they feed you. She said the food was kinda shit, and added "what do you expect, it's free". She also added that I'd have to work odd hours.
She asked me if migration lawyers made a lot of money and I said not really. I can't remember what I said, but it prompted her to say she was thinking of going back to study. I encouraged her to do law and she sounded interested. She said she didn't want to do essays and I joked that I could do them for her. I told her that I was *this* close to getting honours, making a small gesture with my hand, and she said that must've been very annoying. At that moment her shift ended and she made a bit of a sad face as I felt like we had a bit of conversation going.
I kept playing until she came back from her shift and returned to another table. I was up $500 at one stage, but was now cashing out with a $220 gain. I actually wasn't too fussed about that. I walked over to her and stood at the end of the table, away from her supervisor. I said if shes interested, to let me know. She was like "was that about me?" and I rolled my eyes and called her "babo", which made her laugh.
I thought, is she serious? She didn't know "my friend" was a reference to her??? All that time, she didn't fucking know???
She asked if it was full time or casual and I said full time, but she said she can only do casual as she would like to keep her job here. I said there was no harm in sending her resume anyway and seeing what happens. She said "ok, but how do I..." and I said to add me. She asked if the name was what I had told her last time, and I said yes, and spelt it out for her again. I told her that I had told my friend that she made a lot of mistakes at work, and she started laughing. I added "but she's a really nice person, a people person". She said ok, and I said I was off now to get my kebab, which made her laugh and I walked off, cashed in and actually did go get a kebab. I had actually also said something about losing money every time having to come here to pass the message onto her, but she didn't hear me properly and I didn't repeat it.
Maybe it was satisfying my craving for a kebab. Or maybe the kebab was actually good. Or maybe it was that things ended on a good note and she sounded like she would look for me on facebook. But I sat there feeling very content and satisfied about what had happened. In hindsight, I probably should've said to bring her resume on Thursday and we can go for a coffee after her shift, where I can ask for her number and facebook anyway, but oh well.
In the afternoon my team decided to go to drinks to celebrate Ben getting married last week. I stayed back a bit because I had work to do, and then I saw Taran and we went there with the Commish. Taran did most of the talking, while I walked alongside feeling like a security guard, watching out for people who may bump too close to the frail old man, or if he had a misstep on the stairs and fell backwards. I think it was the first time I had had a conversation with him outside of work.
I went back to the office afterwards to change and meet Jim for gym. I wanted to show him the refurbished gym at Bond Street. He was impressed, but don't think he'll pay the additional $7 just to see it.
I thought we had a decent workout, but then totally ruined it by having Japanese afterwards and then dessert at Guylian. Faaaark why did we do that.
Yesterday after Saturday morning basketball I went home, had a shower and changed, before going out to the casino. If Julie was there, I'd bet small and tell her about the resume thing, and if not, then I'd play like normal.
When I got there, I saw her working at a $5 table facing away from the entrance. I sat down at the $10 table behind her where a short old Asian man was the dealer. From where I was sitting, Julie was in my full view, and I got to look (perv) at her properly. She looks tall, and I guess is tall for a girl, but she is about the same height as me. She isn't stick thin, but she's not really fat either. She's kinda just...average. I don't think she goes to the gym.
I like how she wears pants instead of a dress. I noticed she didn't seem to put much effort into her hair on this day. I observed how she would lean towards the wheel and look away towards the end of the table after calling no more bets and waiting for the ball to land, so I guess maybe she didn't just do it when I was there. But then again, she wasn't making eye contact with anyone at her table like she did with me.
Every time she did that I would silently wish she would turn a bit more to her right which would then allow her to see me. But she never did. At one stage she did turn around and I thought we made eye contact but I saw no reaction from her.
Watching her work in the casino gave me a feeling of being brought back down to earth, instead of placing her on a pedestal. I mean, there was really nothing special about this or her, was there? She's just spinning a ball, swiping off chips and paying out chips. Bit of a shitty repetitive job if you ask me.
I told myself I had to stay alive until she changed tables, which was a feat in its own. It's not improbable that I could lose everything before she changes tables, in which case I'd be fucked. So that kept me in control a bit, and it also helped that I was winning a bit.
I figured that when she switched tables, she'd go to the one on my left, and I thought I'd switch tables to go to hers when she did. But surprisingly, when her change happened, she came to my table. I guess they weren't rotating like normal today. She looked at me to greet me, and I greeted her in Korean, which got the silent treatment in return. I feel she doesn't really like to converse in Korean.
By now my table was kinda packed, so it was hard to talk to her. I asked her how her day had been, and she said not good. I sarcastically said "that's...good to hear". I said at least she gets to spin with her right hand now, but she misunderstood my meaning, and said that her problem is spinning with her left. Another misunderstanding was when I said her supervisor wasn't very 'CBS', and she said he was. Because of the people there, I didn't get to say much, though at times we did make eye contact and chuckle a bit.
I told her I had decided on my holiday destination - Hong Kong. She asked me what happened to the US, and I told her it would be too expensive. She said something about me being able to afford it. She also said "YOLO" and asked if I knew what it meant. I said yes, but added that you can be yolo at 24 but not at 32. She said you can.
I then decided to bring up the resume thing. I asked if she remembered my "friend" who was looking for a bartender job, and she said yes, so I assumed she caught on. I told her how I had contacted a high school friend who worked at the Hilton at the bar in there and still had contacts, and asked for my "friend's" resume. She said "Hilton? I don't know..." and I said "geez, I begged, and I pleaded..."
There wasn't much conversation after that, but she was pretty busy as well because the table had about three other players. I squinted and peered at her when we made eye contact and she laughed. At one point I decided to do something to 'connect' again, so I made eye contact and laughed. She kinda snapped and asked "what are you laughing at?"
Geez...
I sat there silently from thereon and thought about how stupid I had been to try to help a complete stranger. Now Saliva was waiting for me to pass on a resume, and the person I was trying to help had snapped at me.
I felt in control, but for a split second decided to go kamikaze and bet more than my usual amount on the 1-2 sector, but won.
I mentioned something about not laughing now and put on a serious face, and she said something about thinking I was laughing at her.
Ohhh I see...insecurity?
She later tried to start the conversation again by asking me if I could speak Cantonese, and confirming that I couldn't speak Mandarin. I just nodded and shook my head in response. I noticed that whenever she had to do a hard calculation, or if her supervisor pulled her up for something, the first person she'd look at is me. I wonder why? Was she expecting me to help her?
At one point some guy placed a split bet next to another split bet (instead of placing it on top of the first split bet) and I tried to draw her attention to it. It was also only a $5 chip whereas the minimum bet was $10. We made eye contact but she didn't catch on to what I was trying to point her attention to. I just left it and hoped it didn't land anywhere near that number, and it didn't.
After some players had lost and left, she asked if the chips in front of me were my winnings and I said yes. I said I was saving up for a kebab, after playing basketball for three hours earlier and not eating breakfast. She asked why I didn't have breakfast and I said it was my routine, and she said that was unhealthy. She said I didn't need $1000 for a kebab and I told her it was a big kebab, stretching my arms out wide to illustrate, and she laughed.
I said to her, according to her theory of YOLO, I should bet all my chips in one go. She was like "no, well within reason". I said it should be YOBO - you only bet once. I thought that was pretty good but only got a small smile from her for that.
I joked that maybe I should work at the casino, adding that I would make more working there than playing there. She said "not really" and I said at least they feed you. She said the food was kinda shit, and added "what do you expect, it's free". She also added that I'd have to work odd hours.
She asked me if migration lawyers made a lot of money and I said not really. I can't remember what I said, but it prompted her to say she was thinking of going back to study. I encouraged her to do law and she sounded interested. She said she didn't want to do essays and I joked that I could do them for her. I told her that I was *this* close to getting honours, making a small gesture with my hand, and she said that must've been very annoying. At that moment her shift ended and she made a bit of a sad face as I felt like we had a bit of conversation going.
I kept playing until she came back from her shift and returned to another table. I was up $500 at one stage, but was now cashing out with a $220 gain. I actually wasn't too fussed about that. I walked over to her and stood at the end of the table, away from her supervisor. I said if shes interested, to let me know. She was like "was that about me?" and I rolled my eyes and called her "babo", which made her laugh.
I thought, is she serious? She didn't know "my friend" was a reference to her??? All that time, she didn't fucking know???
She asked if it was full time or casual and I said full time, but she said she can only do casual as she would like to keep her job here. I said there was no harm in sending her resume anyway and seeing what happens. She said "ok, but how do I..." and I said to add me. She asked if the name was what I had told her last time, and I said yes, and spelt it out for her again. I told her that I had told my friend that she made a lot of mistakes at work, and she started laughing. I added "but she's a really nice person, a people person". She said ok, and I said I was off now to get my kebab, which made her laugh and I walked off, cashed in and actually did go get a kebab. I had actually also said something about losing money every time having to come here to pass the message onto her, but she didn't hear me properly and I didn't repeat it.
Maybe it was satisfying my craving for a kebab. Or maybe the kebab was actually good. Or maybe it was that things ended on a good note and she sounded like she would look for me on facebook. But I sat there feeling very content and satisfied about what had happened. In hindsight, I probably should've said to bring her resume on Thursday and we can go for a coffee after her shift, where I can ask for her number and facebook anyway, but oh well.
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