so today tori and mike broke up again. i drove her from work to his house to get all her stuff out and take it to her dad's apartment. i dropped her back off at work. while i was there it occurred to me that i still have a bunch of tattooing equipment in my trunk that i'm probably never going to use again, and i was parked right outside of the tattoo place where i used to work because it's right next door to where tori works. i figured i should give the equipment to someone who will use it. i would've just gone in the tattoo place and said,
"could anyone use any of this stuff?" but if i did that, dopie might have thought i was just using that as an excuse to see him again. i didn't want that. i resolved to leave the box of equipment on the bench outside the tattoo place with a note. i put it there and walked back to the car, then thought,
"ok, that's kind of a creeper thing to do, isn't it? they're going to find it there and think, 'why didn't she just come in?' ...well, shit, now what do i do? go back there and pick up the box and bring it back to the car and look like a total weirdo (i might have been seen putting it there, i don't know)?" at that moment tori's boss nancy, who i know and am friends with, came outside to say something to someone she knew who was in a car next to mine or a couple cars down.
"nancy!" i said, and i caught up with her as she was walking back into the grooming salon. i explained the situation to her. i asked her to pick up the box of stuff that was on the bench in front of the tattoo place and hand it to me (in case anyone was looking out the window at the moment; only she would be seen and not me). she did so. i thanked her, took the box back to my car and left.
i ended up taking the box of stuff to another tattoo place that's relatively close--the place where i got the bird on my arm shaded in about a month ago. i dropped it off for the guy who did my arm and who i'm now facebook friends with.
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