I work in a camp kitchen. It's my summer job. At the beginning of this summer I joked to my mom, 'So how many admirers you think I'll get this summer? ' We had a laugh.
It now appears that this one staffer, Mike, is crushing on me? Flirting, or something like that. (Not that -I'D- know anything about it, but that's what Kim, my almost-middle-aged co-worker, says. My brother, also a co-worker, agrees, and now Kate, my third co-worker, agrees.)
I'm not interested in Mike, BTW, and I realized I was probably too nice (that happens with me) and he may have gotten the wrong idea.
Kim teases me mercilessly about Mike. If he's around, Kim gives me 'a look' and asks me if I want to go work near where Mike is hanging out. She says I should give him a try. Pffft.
Now flash forward to today; Kim, Kate, and I were in the kitchen doing pizza prep and salad bar prep. Women in the kitchen do a lot of talking, and we (and by 'we' I mean 'those two') were doing a LOT of talking, and we ended up on the discussion of Christmas. Kim talked about Santa Claus, and I told her that my family 'doesn't do Santa Claus'. We do Christmas, with decorations and thankfulness and gifts, but no Santa.
She was disappointed, because her family always did. "Do you do the Easter Bunny?" No. We do Easter, but nooo silly bunnies or eggs. "At LEAST tell me that you do Halloween." No.
Kim was sooo sad. Then she told me that I'll "someday meet a handsome young man" and make a lot of allowances and changes when I decide I want to marry him. I told her no, no, no. I made it clear that I wouldn't change for some guy - that I'll marry a guy who thinks and lives and believes like I do.
Sooooo Mike ends up in the kitchen during supper. Kim and Kate were sitting at the table eating dinner, but I'd already had my break so I was putting food away. Remember, Kim wants to set me up with Mike.
Kim flags Mike down and asks him if his family does Santa Claus and all that stuff. Mike said yes.
I overheard this, stopped what I was doing, and looked at Kim.
I LAUGHED in her general direction. Raucously.
Of course the joke was lost on Mike, but at least Kate laughed with me.
Sorry Kim, all your hopes of matchmaking are DASHED!