This afternoon I was invited to a work party. Well, it was more of a barbecue. Wharves. We closed the store early and even brought in a couple portable grills. Everyone was so excited because where I work, that kind of leisure does not come around too often. And as everyone was bustling around in anticipation of this rare sabbatical from their usual 50 hour work week; the coward in me kicked in.
Right on cue.
I live in a constant state of paranoia that no one really likes me. To be (not so) equitable I consider myself fairly companionable and reasonably gregarious. It's just that I don't really...thrive...in a group setting. I can barely handle one on one conversations without making people want to run for the hills.
I wouldn't have even been able to drink away the awkwardness because my superiors were present...and I'm not exactly 21...not to mention I was driving home.
So what did I do? When everyone was getting situated, I snuck out.
I literally snuck to my car and sped away.
"God save the outcasts" - Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame
xoxo
Olivia
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