You wake up.. its a Saturday morning, you dont have to go to work but all you can think about is your forklift.. you dreamed of it last night, it's slowly turing into all you can think about, well, ever since you got your forklift licence.- but how did this all begin? It all started one fateful day when she joined FORKLIFT RENTAL PROLIGHT & CO.
POV SWAP -forklift-
Its your first day on the job, your alittle nervous knowing how harsh the forklifter community can be, but, it was what you where tdestin to do, ever since you where a little forklift you knew whete your dream job lied, FORKLIFT RENTAL PROLIGHT &CO.
Looking around your not seeing many familar faces, your not good at talking to prople either, so your hopes arnt high 'making friends wise' but oh well.. you always end up with someone so you'll be fine.
You spy a vending machine, oh my god.. is that a vinilla kitkat?! For $2??! What a bargain! You wheel your way over to the practicly glowing vending machine, if you where in Baltimore State Hospital For The Criminally Insane youd say its calling your name right now. But just before you can put in your last 2016, 50 cent coin with lizzies face on the back side ( rip lizzie ) it starts to rumble.. and slowly tip over! Oh jesus on a skateboard what are you gonna do! Your wheels start to cramp up you cant move! But suddenly..- some guy pushes you out of the way.. he had brown hair and a chiseled, almost quagmire like chin, he was the hottest guy youve ever seen!
You both lock eyes for a soild 30 minutes and 45 seconds before you nervously rub your forklift shoulder while blushing, he dors the same with his non-forklift shoulder, while trying not to look you in the eyes... 'h-h-hey.. you new here? I..i havent seen you around..' omg.. hes sooo sugoi desu 🤤 you respond with your thick southern accent, 'well houdy partner i havent betted me a horse on talking to any one today, nice to meet you,- my names forkliftifer id slap an eagles back and get pulled of a train by a moving horse to you what your name is..?' He stares at you for a second, modt likely trying to process what you just said, he responds a minute later, 'oh..ohh.. uh.. my name is shartmas ttear.. but most of my friends call me shart.. and i fucking hate them for that so just call me sham ☺️😊' 'god alittle harsh..-' you think before answering ' well reindeer head on a mantal thats a mighty fine name youve got there, sham. I-' the bell rings, its finally time to start work. '- sounds like its time to start, ill talk to you later shammy-kins!' He blushes and walks off. What an eventful first day!
