My face when I walk into the club like "what up, I got a big ****" work yesterday, and everyone's staring at me. It was so weird. I was feeling this strange level of tension for the first few minutes I was there. So I head to the break room since there was still time left until I had to punch in, and my old manager walks up to me with a smile and goes, "Oh hey, [Wolf]; just the man I wanted to see!" I thought, "Hmm, what a strangely enthused greeting." She goes "I hear you're coming back to the front end." I'm like, "No. Not that I know of?" She's like, "You're not?!" And I go, "No. Am I?" while taking into consideration the possibility that store management might have a hand in this, if you catch my drift.
Anyway, my old manager goes onto tell me that the entire Kroger team is abuzz about me on, of all places, FACEBOOK. Little did she know—at least until I told her during the discussion—that I didn't even have a Facebook. I was surprised to find that my lonesome, quiet, standoffish self was the center of attention on Facebook of all places. I didn't know whether to be flattered or pissed. I didn't think I was that important or that anyone 'cared'. If anything, I'm worried. I know that us "mysterious types" are prone to rumors and hearsay, and this little ordeal is petty compared to the other little rumors that are floating around about me. It's just Facebook?! W. T. F., guys. I DON'T EVEN HAVE A FACEBOOK. *deepened sigh* All that's left is to figure who started the rumor.
