I have a little time before my lunch is ready, so I thought I'd drop by Oasis and tell of a little situation that's been going on at work.

To protect all parties involved, we'll do a little name-changing. His name is James. He just starting working about a week ago. He's the type of boy I always fall for: he has a very handsome face, he's very friendly, and he has a nice slender build, with some pretty sexy arms. :-P

And you guessed it: he's straight.

But he's SO fucking adorable, how could I not help myself from drooling all over him when I see the boy? He's quite aware that I'm gay, and really doesn't seem to mind. Poor kid, he's so clueless that I'm constantly hitting on him, too. *lol* Oh, what a wonderful old troll I'll make in 30 years!

So yeah, that's about what's goin' on so far. When he's my busser (for those of you who don't remember, I'm a waiter), I'll be sure and tip him extra nicely. ;) Thus far, I only tip out one busser more than I should (because he's so damned hot, too); it appears that that number may be changing in the work shifts to come!

Ok, lunch is ready--see you kids later!