This one time the term “deja vu” was being debated in the deli. One person mentioned it, and someone else didnt understand it, so everyone tried explaining it differently.
I had Sean write down his version for me:
So a deja vu is when I hittin’ it from the back and I make you cum because you were thinking about it.
Sorry Sean, FAIL.
I went on a “vacation” for three days. I’ve never had a job long enough to get a vacation, so working at the deli for one year consequtively earned me 12 entire hours of vacation. that’s like one and a half days. So even though everyone else took at least a week vacation, even though they had the same or slightly more vacation hours than i, I ended up with three days.
Before I went on my “vacation” (which was really me just cleaning up the house and drinking Bailey’s in my bedroom) Sean said to me that he wanted to hear some stories when I came back. He wanted to hear that I “got laid” and “gave blowjobs” ….. Yes, he really said that.
When I came back from vacation, Sean told me numerous times that he missed me, and took a scan gun and shot it at my tits. I don’t know the point of that, except for him to be staring at my breasts.
One day in the beginning of November, Sean was drinking Orange soda and dipping a grape lollipop into it. The relevance of me sharing this information is to be debated.
I overheard the guys at work talking about their names, and they call each other “brother E” and “brother S” sometimes. Once, Sean said about this: I’m an S. I’m an S&M.”
Been busy lately and haven’t had time to update so for now ill give you some Sean quotes.
First, he started telling me how he missed me on my day off, and how the boys who work there were having a conversation about me last night. He told me he was asking who would bang me, and the only two who would “hit that” are himself and this other idiot.
“We wanna have a train. But I wanna be the conductor.”
Today he told me he liked my eye makeup about six times. “Yo I love your eyes. I love your makeup. You going on a date tonight?”