It was near closing, and as such, everyone on our team was heading to the lockers to stuff our things in. The co-worker in question entered first. I followed soon after. Once I entered the locker room, he let out a sigh indicating his disgust, slammed his locker door, then slammed the exit on his way out. I assume that this is because I have a tendency to never acknowledge him whenever we are in the same room, unless the rest of the team is there. I tend never to exchange a hello with him in passing; and as I've reiterated before, I tend not to do so with virtually anyone else in the building. Anyway, his feelings were the only thing in my mind as I drove back home. How I had thoroughly neglected him, and hurt his feelings still lingers in my mind. I would feel better if his actions indicated disappointment that he had not left before I had entered. But now all I feel is guilt. I just despise myself thoroughly for it; I'm just too shy. It's all too nerve-wracking. The only time I care about when others feel bad, is when I am the cause of it. I will not deny that I am selfish in this respect. I just don't know what to do anymore with these tiring social interactions and such. What say you, board?
I must have these answers.
Number VI:
Larxene.
The Organization's Not-That-Geezer's-Heart-Tank.