Okay, where to begin with this… Honestly, typing this out is more cathartic than anything else for me as I still feel a hinge of guilt despite no longer being with my at-the-time girlfriend.
One summer, I worked a job that had an early and late shift, with about 5 hours in between. This was purely a summer venture for me, as I was currently in my third year of college, and I didn’t really know what to expect. When I arrived on the first day, I met Jessica. Jessica was friendly, a little shy, but definitely the type of person I hoped to be working with for this. She had done this for a few years, and my time at work would probably be easy because of it.
This quickly turned out to be the case, and I quickly grew fond of Jessica because of the ease she brought work. My summer job was a piece of cake with her mostly taking care of everything, and the hours in between were nice for playing video games and other leisurely activities. My girlfriend, at the time, worked all day, a pretty typical 8 hour shift, and this 5 hours gave me some needed time away to do my own thing.