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In 2006 i was working as a courtesy clerk at safeway in banff alberta canada. One day this girl comes in to work at safeway and needed training for counter work for the newly built starbucks kiosk. Untill this year there were no kiosks for drinks or anything. but this year they had started it. It was great...didnt have to go from buying groceries to walking in the cold to the main starbucks in town you could get your starbucks fix inside the store.
As she was working as a clerk at a til in the grocery store i got to talk to her more and know more about her as time went on. then she progressed to the starbucks kiosk and started working there full time. In that time i started to have feelings for her and even a hint of love sorta kinda maybe...
we talked alot at work and i did the garbage and boxes and various other stuff for her so that maybe shed remember me and we talked alot maybe even too much. Her and i kinda hit it off at work but talking about whats going on and i helped her with alot of stuff.
In 2008, june, she took a trip back to her hometown of Ottawa Canada and i was ok with it im not her boyfriend. When she left she was a flamboyant and cheerful person. and in the time that she was gone i missed her more than anything ive ever missed anyone before. when she came back from ontario she was a different person than she used to be and i gave her a week or so to say hi to her again and then one afternoon while im working she came in for some groceries and saw her and said hi, but she just said hello in a lowered voice and then never spoke to me again even though she and i were working in the same building and in that time she had started her new job with a snowboard and skateboard store. I supported he move to another store and always bought some stickers so i could support her store a bit.(she was still working at grocery store as well)
1 day i walked in to snowboard store to get a sticker and to maybe say hi as she works there too and i saw her on the corner of my eye move to across the room and talk to some co workers and then i thouight oh shoot she hates me or is going there to escape me (as i thought)...have no idea i couldnt hear he talking..
This was the last time i fully saw her face since.
So since 2008 november i moved back. I was skipping work so much i couldnt afford my little abode that cost me 700 bucks a month. So i quit living in banff and moved home to ontario to be closer to my parents if something bad were to occur.
I havent heard from her for 5-6 months at this point and i started working at a local ski area. I started as a ski instructors assistant just helping kids up when they fall and setting up courses for the kids to go through...etc....
Every day i think of her and wonder whats going on in her life. Morning noon and night i think of her and worry for her. i heard a rumor that she is being hurt by her boyfriend but bave no clue.
Shes a snowboarder and loves to snowboard and theres one thing that doesnt help me whentrying to move on as well as the constant image of starbucks slammed in front of my face day in and day out...
I would love to talk to her but fear that it may end up like the katy perry music video for part of me...
so thats why its hard to move on....hope you enjoy this post