baby's doing a bad bad thing

Just how bad can the repercussions be from violating Policy 12 in the Trader Joes company?

Only ruining my career. That's it.

So what the hell am I doing dating a part-timer? Even more, what the hell am I doing planning on moving to San Diego with him?

I don't think anyone is aware of our companionship at work. We keep it very platonic, talk to each other minimally, if not, professionally. He is completely aware and accepting of me being his boss, and I have the same relationship for him being my crew member. If it were anything more intimate, our courtship would be given away. AND I CAN'T AFFORD THAT. This is my career. Shame on me for fucking it up and taking a chance on this human.

I just hope this human is worth it. I gave up singlehood for this person. I was really enjoying the single life and not giving a care about love until this person came along.

This is, he came along awhile ago. Six months ago I was still licking my wounds from the Dudley regime. He was fucking some other crew member, and once I found that out, I never flirted with him again, much less talked to him. Then their shit got sour and he became bitter, but that's only because he wanted something she didn't want. Christmas came around and in a drunken stupor I told him that he was the first person I had a crush on in our store. Can't remember what his reaction was. But prior to that confession and beyond, he would ask if I wanted to meet up for a drink - at Jilian's, wherevers, whatevs. Just to chat. I thought that maybe all of my "You can talk to me about anything" talks were finally getting to him. 'Bout damn time some of my wisdom got through to someone. These meets were strictly platonic - just shooting the shit about work and whatnot.

Then something must have cracked one night - he invited me over to his place because one of his schoolmates graduated from his school. I came over, and we just hung out, talking for a couple hours. I figured he was feeling something more, but you never can tell with the opposite sex.

Flash forward to now - we spend about 4-5 nights out of an entire week together. He comes by after night school, we have a beer, watch late night television or a movie, and go to bed. Sometimes sex is thrown in there, which, I might add, gets better every time, which is a plus.

Back to the San Diego business - he's planning on moving out there after he graduates in a couple of weeks because getting a job out there is more dependable then getting one here (long story). I love San Diego, and there's something in me that just wants to be with him....

So I'm taking the plunge and asking my boss for me transfer out there.

Of course, my boss isn't aware of us being a couple. A big NO NO in this company. But hey, what he doesn't know won't hurt him, right?

Hopefully this San Diego business works out. I really wouldn't mind moving out there - I'll finally be independent and away from my parents (a permanent first in my life, the first time was in Florida, but that was only for five months, and not that being away from my parents is a bad thing, but being completely indepedent from them is a good thing, I will miss them for sure). I'll be in one of my favorite places in the world - Mission Beach, CA (in the neighborhood of San Diego). My childhood friend lives there and goes to school (Cynari, SDSU), and it'll be a great change and I'll be back in my homestate - California.

"We've been on the run, driving in the sun, looking out for number one - California, here we come - right back where we started from. Hustlers, grab your guns - your shadow weighs a ton driving down the 101. California, here we come, right back where we started from - CALIFORNIA."

There's just something about that word - California. Caliscrilla. Fuck that word. CALIFORNIA. CAL-I-FOR-N-IA.

Damn I love that state. Soon to be, "Damn, I love this state."

Can't wait to go home...