Coworkers past, present, and future:

1) When I’m at the local barber shop getting a haircut, the one (tall) (young) (pimply) (Thai) cook barges in the door, since it’s evidently his first time there and he doesn’t know that you take a number written on a strip of Post-It note pasted on the door and wait outside until you’re called, if there’s someone in the shop getting their hair cut when you arrive.

And, he takes a number and goes to sit at a picnic table at the far edge of an adjacent parking lot, and he ends up getting his hair cut there next, after I’m done.

“Oh my god, soooo sexy, where did you get your haircut?”, I tell him all night later that night, when we work dinner shift together.

2) My one (tall) (skinny) (techie) (Thai) coworker tells me when he’s at the restaurant one night with a friend that he’s moving back to the area from a town like an hour away where his parents live, and that he might start picking up shifts again since he’s between jobs and doesn’t have anything else to do right now.