When I was in Rio I got several souvenirs to gift people when I’m back here. I didn’t get as many as intended because I didn’t get to stay as long as intended at the magical giant hippie market thanks to my grandparents harassing me on the cell phone, so although souvenirs were originally assigned to specific individuals, I ended up just buying things, figuring I’d decide later on who the hell to give them to.
So, the deal is I got a little, no-big-deal souvenir for a coworker I don’t know that well (to make up for something) and a prettier, more delicate souvenir that I thought I might gift to someone I kind of care for.
The day I came back to work after my vacation, I ran into a girl I happen to know better than that coworker of mine, and be better friends with (and have the hots foar) ; I had intended to get a souvenir for her too as it was her birthday, possibly the more delicate, prettier souvenir mentioned above, but then I figured it would be awkward to give her something that pretty and also I kind of felt like keeping it for myself, and besides I didn’t have said souvenir on me, only the other, less cool souvenir.
Having not run into the coworker to whom the meh souvenir was destined, I figured I don’t know that coworker that well anyway and I might as well not give her anything, and give the not-so-cool souvenir to that other girl instead, for her birthday, that she would find it thoughtful anyway. So I did. I don’t think she liked it that much (seems much more like something my coworker would have liked, as a matter of fact) but she was glad that I thought of her birthday.
So, several weeks pass and I finally run into my coworker for the first time since before my vacation (she works during the day, my shift’s in the evening, so we don’t necessarily see each other often at all). Because I can’t keep my big mouth shut, I tell her that I got her a little souvenir when I was in Brazil to make up for the time when blablabla, even though I perfectly know that I don’t have the souvenir anymore as I gave it to the other lady, but in my head I guess I’m figuring “I’ll just give her that other one that’s still in my home”.
Turns out : I just took a good look at the thing. It’s way too pretty and delicate. There’s no way I can give her that bracelet without her misinterpreting my intentions (the other one was just a regular hippie leather cuff, this one’s a huge thing with pearls galore and a pretty rose on top of it and stuff). Also, I still want to keep it. Even worse, I might have promised AND described the thing to someone else I like who asked if I had a souvenir for them and I felt bad for not having one. To top it all, the only person whom I actually felt like giving that bracelet to (as she deserves it) doesn’t know about it, so I might as well not give it to her at all but thinking of that makes me feel like poo.
So what do I do ? Do I just get something here and pretend it’s from Brazil ? Do I hypnotise my coworker into forgetting the conversation ? Do I take a vow of silence to rid the world of my stupidity ?