The Chad.

Today The Chad should up (i'll explain the nickname later. Unless you already know the Seinfeld connection).

After disappointing a handful of girls yesterday with his absence, i figured Chad wanted more with his college life than to be stuck in a library most of the day shelving books. Like Amanda's proclamation yesterday morning "i was pretty much over the whole Chad thing". Well except for continuing to write about him in my blog, but i find this situation extremely funny and interesting.

After my Buddhism class, i headed to the library and again as soon as i walked in i heard "Beckett your boyfriend is outside". Apparently i am the only single person (besides Debbie Downer) in our department and they assumed i would be the one trying to get his attention. I don't know if they are just teasing me about it, because i am not a flitartous person or they wish they were in my position to flirt with him openly without getting in trouble with their boyfriends. Either way i was pretty annoyed with everyone assuming i would go after him. Or that there would be this mutual attraction that compelled us to each other.

"My who/what is outside" i asked, like i didn't know what they were talking about. My boss went on to say that Chad was outside, and it would nice if I introduced myself to him, because apparently that is what i normally do (NOT). There is this guy who works with me named Britton (no seriously), he's sort of your slightly over weight best friend. Sarcastic, dry humor, that sort of the thing. Until recently, i didn't really talk to him. But we bonded over this horribly "not suppose to be funny-but actually sort of is funny in the i'm going to hell way" cover of a book. Ever since then whenever we see each we make reference to the book and laugh.

Anyway. Britton was in there, stalling because he didn't want to get to work so he was listening to Debbie Downer talk about Chad. Maybe it's because she hasn't had much love in a while, but she has a thing bad for Chad. My boss does this thing where she exerts her personality traits on me, just because we share some things in common. Sometimes i feel like she puts words or experiences in my mouth just so we can relate. I understand that she sees something in me that reminds her of her youth. But after a while it's sort of weird. Like she is trying to live out her fantasy though other people.

So when i walked in, she wanted me to go say hi to Chad. She said it with a wink and a blush. I hadn't had my coffee yet, and was not into seeing anyone until i got it in my system. As i was walking out to go get my coffee before seeing Chad, Britton said he would come with me so i didn't have to introduce myself to him alone.

As we headed through the aisle looking for Chad, Britton said: I've seen him. And i'm just saying. He's no Fabio.

Fabio? Really. Clearly a boys answer.

When we went to the area he was suppose to be in, the other newbie's said Amanda had taken him upstairs to find him a cart. Though there were two of them near by. I did mention that Amanda has a boyfriend. Who she claims to be madly deeply in love with. Yet the moment Chad comes, she is no where to be found.

We all make a face like "that's strange" even though we knew she just wanted some alone time with him. I was resigned to just getting my coffee and not introducing myself to anyone.

Listen i'm boy crazy, but unless James McAcoy or Sufjan Stevens was hired, i truly didn't give a shit about Chad anymore. I didn't care if he was a ten, gorgeous, built like a god, with dreamy sultry eyes. I didn't care if his accent made me swoon, or he was so nice and gentle that i too might have thrown myself at him. I was tried, needing some coffee and a muffin. And unless Chad had all of those things in his hands, i was just ready to see him already. F*ck Chad, is what i thought, until the elevator door open.

As soon as we turned the corner to head towards the elevator Amanda's flirtatious laughter rang from the now opening doors. I knew that Chad would be right next to her, and my heart for a moment stop and all those bad things i thought, sort of faded away....

[Dramatic Pause.]

I was reminded (i'm sorry for doing this too, but i love the buildup) of the moment when i went to Art Boy's club for the first time. When me and Katherine turned the corner to Art Boy sitting in front of the door. He had he his hands on his face, pissed about having the room he asked for occupied by another class. It was like slow motion, from the time i spotted him, until we approached him, time didn't stop, it just cruised a little. I realize now, it was only seemed slow because i was petrified and walking like an old peson. Anyway.

So as the elevator door opened, I for a brief moment thought, once again, that the heavens would part, a ray of light would shine on the beautiful chad, and i would be as taken aback as i was with Art Boy.

But....I was not. Oh Chad. Poor Chad.

Once Britton stepped out of my way, i came face to face with this normal looking dude. I mean he wasn't ugly, but he wasn't my type i guess. He had that pretty boy thing. Like his face is just naturally pretty but there was nothing unique or compelling about. He had all this gel in his hair to make it stand up, and was just normal beyond normal. Amanda was so glued to him that i thought she was going to bark if i got too close. I said hi, and then excused myself to get coffee.

Coffee was more attractive to me at this point. That's pretty much a clear sign you're not attracted to someone when you are dreaming of a blueberry muffin more than them.

Before i left Britton said "i told you no Fabio"

And boy was he right. When i got back to the office, Amanda was sitting down with a glow to her face. She asked me what i thought of him and i said that i didn't see what everyone else saw. She rolled her eyes and then brought up this comment i said awhile ago, that i like interesting faces. I don't like the obviously beautiful face, but the guy who can wake up in the morning, still look a little scruffy and have a charm to his features. I like faces to be a little off. Not ugly but imperfect so i can be the one who finds the beauty in it. I know. Weird. But whatever.

"You just don't have good taste" was all she could say. And then everyone laughed. It was like i had offended her, and everyone in the office just because i didn't agree that he was hot. They looked at me as if i was a huge weirdo, who couldn't see the beauty in the obvious.

I was pretty much dismissed after that. Everyone going on about Chad as i left quietly. I guess i would have been really offended if i knew my eyes were betraying. But they weren't. Chad is just this nice looking preppy dude, with gelled hair. I know, I can feel the disappointment from here. Blame Chad. I am.

Me and Britton have decided to nickname him The Chad. Since so many people are talking about him with hushed voices. He just isn't this person anymore he's THE CHAD. Plus he probably looks at himself in the mirror everyday, telling himself how beautiful he is.

Speaking of Art Boy, i saw him walking down the street today. Surprisingly it was right after work and the disappointment with the Chad. He was decked out in a black sweater and jogging pants. But for reason i still could make out his face beneath his hat. For a moment i think the heavens parted, a little ray of light came down, and time slowed just a little for us to catch each others eye.

If only he would work at the library. All my dreams would come true.