On flu shots and ice cream

Anime boy Yohei came back to work to get his flu shot, and I found myself disproportionately sad that he spent his time talking to Karate Husband's wife rather than me. I mean, I had to work obviously, but I still felt a bit left out. I just want people to like me so desperately that I feel like a kicked puppy when I'm not clearly adored at all times. I mean, I know Yohei thinks I'm cool to be around, as he always small-talks in encouraging ways before leaving for work (and he called me 'nee-chan', 'sis', the other day), but my brain works in mysterious ways and if I don't get constant validation I think that somehow people have magically started to hate me.

Getting the dreaded flu shot wasn't all that bad. The doctor thought I was a bit weird though. I came in with a look of grim determination, sat down on the chair, stuck out my arm and then looked the other way. Shots hurt less when you can't see them, but he was like "Eh... okay..." and looked at me with a raised eyebrow like I was some sort of nut. Anywho, it wasn't all that bad, except for massive itching and swelling that followed, which sucked. I wanted to take the Friday off and call in sick, but then Mafune came in to get her shot and went "See you tomorrow!" before leaving, and I just couldn't be lazy in the face of that.

Mafune really is wonderful to me. I look up to her like crazy and think she's super cool, and as such I'm always pretty sure that she should find me annoying and awkward to be around, because once again, my brain's a dick. However, Mafune doesn't seem to think like that. After work, she took the time to introduce me to her best friend, despite there being no real reason, and then sang my praises in front of this, to me, completely unknown person. "This is NotAWeeaboo and she's great! She's super easy to work with and speaks Japanese and everything. The owners only speak Japanese with her and she understands it all!" and all that time I'm crawling further into my scarf from this weird mix of happiness and embarrassment at what I perceive to be undeserved praise. Having someone you admire be so great too you makes my whole outlook on life momentarily so much brighter.

Work brought in green tea and black sesame ice cream that Karate Husband's wife let us sample, and damn. All the memories. All the feels. I love that ice cream. I miss Japan.

*sob*