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“Fuck you.” He tosses the same straw wrapper back at me. “That was one time when we hooked up late at night. She attacked me right after the gym.” He defends.
“Did you meet her at the event? No, that can’t be. You don’t like to talk to strangers.”
“I talk to strangers all the time.”
“Lies. You talk to other hackers on the web. You have a monitor in front of you most of the time, and you pretty much keep to yourself.”
“Those hackers are strangers. I also talk to investors and new employees.”
“That’s business. You have to do that.”
Our food arrives, and we eat. Silence has taken over the table, aside from grunts and satisfied groans. Twenty minutes later, we’re both sitting comfortably on opposite sides of our booth.
“I want to meet this chick of yours.”
“You kind of already have.”
“Wait, what? When?”
“She was at the event we went to, the last charity thing we went to.”
“I don’t recall us talking to anyone that we didn’t know.”
“She worked the event. It wasn’t like a major conversation or anything. I ran into her outside the bathrooms. But she was there.”
“She worked the event?”
“Catering.”
“Catering? Like bringing food and shit? Like a waitress? Was it the hot chick that brought us drinks? Or the chick that brought the food? I remember nothing else.” He shakes his head.
“Denise was the one that brought us the drinks.”
“I think I remember that one being hot.”
“She’s beautiful. Smart and funny too.”
“Aw, look at you being all smitten and shit.”
“Don’t make this weird, dude.” I grab my beer and bring it to my lips.
“Can we talk about work for a second?” he asks.
“I think we had a sufficient amount of deep conversations about my personal life, so yes.”
“Idiot. Listen, the project that I’m heading, the microchip one, we’re having some issues with it connecting.”
“Is the code legit?”
“We ran it a million times. It worked half of the first times, and for good measure, we continued testing. It worked perfectly on the computer, but once we had it hard wired, it stopped working. We can’t get point A into point B.”
“So, there’s a communication issue.”
We dive deep into talking out the malfunction, to heading back into the office and working on the issue. We run tests with and without the chip, and even pull in a few other staff members to help solve the issue.
After a few hours, we’ve solved his problem and I walk out of the clean room before the team disassembles and starts celebrating.
I don’t need to take part in moments like those. Sure, the feeling is good. But I have other projects to focus on, as well as a woman who I cannot get out of my mind.
