The Most Random-est Guy

I just want to tell the story of the most random-est thing that happened in my life. You might not know, but I’m currently finishing up my internship in a medical & travel insurance company. And the strangest thing just happened. I met someone.

He’s probably in his early 20’s. I don’t know. I never asked! For the first week of my internship, I just saw him a lot. He usually wandered around the floor that I was based in, and I never really noticed him that much. Saw him as a random guy, I guess. We did talk a bit when we were in the elevator together, but it was just small talk.

Then one day, on the Friday of our second week of internship, he comes up to my cubicle and started asking me random stuff like, “Do you have a boyfriend?” “Are you allowed to have a boyfriend?” “Have you ever had a boyfriend before?” And to be honest, I didn’t find it weird then. It didn’t even cross my mind that he might be interested in me. I get these questions a lot because my culture is usually complicated with getting into a relationship, so I thought he was just curious as such. Then out of nowhere, he tells me to write my full name on a piece of paper, and I was like… “Whuuuuut” deep inside. I started to worry. What’s happening? Why is he asking me to write it down instead of saying it. Weird.

Then he says, “Don’t tell anyone I asked for your name, because we’re in the HR Department.” He’s not really part of the HR department, but that’s where I was having my training. So, I guess he just got worried because he was an employee there and I was just a trainee. And it would usually result into complications if the HR personnels found out. So that’s when I thought that maybe… he didn’t ask me all of this out of curiosity. Maybe he’s asking all this because of something else. Then he explains why he asked for my name. “I dreamt about you. Maybe it’s because I’ve been seeing you around the department for the past few days. You’re psych, right? What can you say about that?”

I didn’t know how to respond. Pseudo-psychology says that it’s because maybe you like someone. I wanted to say that and clarify that it’s PSEUDO-PSYCH. But I am a psych student. So I had to say the truth. I chuckled, “I dunno. Maybe your unconscious is speaking.” And that’s true. In psychology, your dreams are part of your unconscious. And these dreams are part of the id. The id, which is full of your desires.

I’m usually very good as sensing people and their intentions, but he truly came out of nowhere. He didn’t even know my name when he approached me. I didn’t know his name as well. He actually left without giving me his name. Weird. He came back then asked to input my number on his phone. I wasn’t thinking. I didn’t hesitate or anything. I just did it. He thanked me and went to chat up my supervisor. Before he left the floor, he came back to my cubicle and asked, “Just to clarify, you don’t have a boyfriend, right? Cause I don’t want to get in trouble.” And so I said that I didn’t. That’s when it finally clicked. That’s when it was finally clear what his intention was. He told me that he would text me that night.

That Friday went on when someone suddenly called in the company phone. It’s the phone in my cubicle. Their phones are the kind that pops out the name of the caller if the caller is also using a company phone. So his name popped out. I knew his name because I’m working in HR. I hesitated to answer. He knew I was based in that cubicle, so he knew that I would be the one answering the phone. I thought of transferring the call to someone else, but then I was like… “Fuck it.” I answered the phone. “HR, good morning.” He then asked, “May I know who’s speaking?” I told him my name. “And then he started asking again. He asked what my Facebook name was because he tried typing in my name and he couldn’t find it. Maybe he thought I gave him a fake name or something. Thinking about it now, maybe I should’ve. Haha. That would be funny. And so I clarified. “Oh. My Facebook name is ****** **. It’s my nickname.” I even spelled it out for him. He then searched it up and clarified and described the profile picture that he found. When I said that that’s my profile, he said thank you and closed the call.

I had a mini panic attack then. Did I have anything embarrassing in my Facebook? Holy shit. I might have. But I didn’t have a choice then. He already opened it up. My anxiety started kicking in and I was kind of nervous of the possible judgment. But then I realized that my Facebook was in private. So at least, that’s a good thing. It was kind of creepy that five minutes after he asked my name, he searches me up in Facebook, but I guess that’s life nowadays. Social media is a huge part of it, no matter what you do, you can’t take that out of the picture.

I guess, by then, I wasn’t very interested. I was actually scared of bumping into him in the elevator cause I thought that he was the most random thing that ever happened to me. I was scared of going to the 4^th floor, because last I saw him, he was on that floor. I thought he was based on that floor. When my supervisor asked me to go to that floor to do something, I didn’t want to. I even asked my groupmate to go with me there in case he was there. So that I would have an excuse not to talk to him. But he wasn’t there. And I kinda wished that he was.

Lunch came and ended. I haven’t seen him again. I checked my phone, there was one missed call from an unknown number. But there wasn’t any text saying who it was. I didn’t want to reply. I wanted to wait for a text. So the day went on, with me constantly checking my phone. I guess by then, I started becoming interested in him. Curious about him. Even got a little uneasy when I found out that he called my other groupmate pretty. It made me think that maybe he’s just a random playboy trying to play with girls or something. He gives off that kind of vibe, so I wouldn’t be surprised if he was.

The day went on and I finally saw him again when I went back to the 6^th floor. He was there. He kept walking around and looking at the cubicle that I stayed in. I was waiting for him to talk to me, but he didn’t. Okay. It made me think, “Ok. Maybe he isn’t that interested.” I got home, still waiting for that text that he promised. But there wasn’t any. I thought, maybe I shouldn’t just wait. Maybe I should do something. Show him that “Yes, I’m interested too.” So I texted the unknown number. “Who’s this?” He replied, and introduced himself, even asked me to save his number. And I did. We texted a bit, but it didn’t feel as if he was very into it. He did put in random stuff like… “I hope you don’t friendzone me.” But it didn’t feel sincere… or real. Maybe I just had expectations, because he was quite adamant about getting my number. He didn’t add me on Facebook either. Why go through my private facebook profile and not add me? Then I thought, “Maybe it’s because the HR people would see and automatically know that something’s up.” So I let it go.

It’s only the second day since that encounter and he hasn’t texted since. So I don’t know. Maybe he is just a random guy looking to fool around. I don’t know. One thing’s for sure… I am interested.