Around this time, I had feelings for another guy. I saw Jordan as a friend, someone I loved working with. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't attracted to him the entire time I knew him. When he would show up to work, I would be excited that he was there. I never thought too hard about the feelings tucked away in the back of my head for Jordan because I was talking to someone. I also didn't know if he had a girlfriend or if he was talking to someone. There was also a part of me that thought he was gay because with my luck, that would happen to me.
I remember the weirdest day of my life working there. It was Jordan, Chris, Josh, and I working that night and I felt like being weird and explained how I was actually with all of them. Yes, that was odd. But honestly, if I hadn't have been more comfortable with Jordan than who knows if we would be together right now. My life consisted of having sixteen kids and counting with Jordan, twelve with Chris, and three with Josh. They were all locked up somewhere while Jordan and I's children were in a basement deformed. From what Jordan told me, he thought that was weird and so was I. He might have thought that but hey, he went along with it. Eventually, we came up with a thing. Our first thing! We would interlock our pinkies and that's how our kids were made. It was the corniest thing ever, but I thought it was cute. Then we had this thing where we clapped at each other when one of us was being difficult and didn't do our job. We started becoming close and had customers rate our ice cream cones cause apparently Jordan is the king of making ice cream cones (his words exactly.) At this point, I found myself enjoying work.
