My Hamburger 🍔
Maybe I have watched too much Bob’s Burgers. Did I encounter the Bob in real life? Not exactly, but I think they might have some connections, in my mind at least. His name is Hamburger, last name I mean. (thus Bob’s Burger) This morning I was on the bus, daydreaming and zoning out, I remembered last night’s dream from the back of my mind. I forgot exactly in what occasion, anyways, I was hugging Hamburger goodbye, and I didn’t want to let go. It was so warm, so moving, so difficult. Even in dreams, my mind was pretty rational (and haha functional I guess) to consider both of us have a serious partner. As I remember in the dream, it was a reluctant farewell for both parties. In fact, I know so little of him. He was my colleague for 3 days (actually two as he was not working on my last day), as well as the guy who gave me a job when I was in a desperate situation. In the past years, I have worked various longterm/part-time jobs, and this job was the happiest working experience ever. The people, all of them, are damn nice, helpful and encouraging. My heart breaks when Hamburger said he would miss me when I am gone and he was sad. I felt the same but my personality didn’t allow me to say it aloud.
H: Come back if things do not work out. ;) Awwwwwwwww.... DAMN.
A few weeks have passed, but I haven’t been back yet cause I moved and I started a new job (the only reason for me to join this company is a visa-related pain-in-the-ass issue). I think I miss him, quite strongly. Indeed, I have been trying to suggest a catch-up but my affection made me embarrassed and hesitant to do so. I gotta admit though, I miss him.
