The Hives of Life.

They have evolved. What use to be a silly glitch in my system when I talked to a cute guy, has now become something that happens to me whenever I get excited. The HIVES. Let me take you back to last Thursday to a classic example of the curse of the hives. I was covering the front reception desk at work, and as I input data and answered phones I saw a cute guy walk in the front doors. I paid very little attention to the situation at first, just kinda hoping he would come into our offices. Then the door opened at it was the cute guy. A small panic flushed over me as I smiled, trying to remember everything I learned from "John Tucker Must Die,"  1- Breath, 2-Wait three seconds before responding to a question, and 3-Try not to come off too desperate . So I welcomed him in and asked him who he was there for, he was so charismatic and nice, I am use to cute guys being stuck up and rude because most guys were that way where I grew up. Then I felt those nasty beeches creep up my neck, I tried to pull my shirt up without looking too obvious, it didn't work.  What could he have done to  make me react this way? Was I that deprived of male attention? The answer is, YES! What made matters worst was after I called the person he was suppose to see, is he started to talk to me, and man could he make you feel special. He was average height, dark wavy hair and had really straight teeth. He kinda looked like that guy that played Rachel's younger boyfriend in 'Friends' his name was Tag. ANYWAYS so as we talked I felt the hives get worse and worse. All I wanted was for someone to come and get this dream boat outta there! THEN something I thought would NEVER happen. He asked me where I went to school I said with a smile "SLCC" and my lip started to quiver! WHY I had no idea. But now when I talked to him it looked like I was about to cry. SO recap. My neck and cheeks were now red and splotchy, my voice was shaky and my lips were quivering like an earthquake! This was not playing it cool. How can I ever be the "cool chick" with this evident ''give away''? FINALLY someone came to get him for whatever he was there for. He smiled at me and said it was nice meeting me and gave me a little nod. So of course my head starts reeling with daydreams... I was so sure that he would get done with his meeting and go up to the front desk and ask for my name,and/or my number. Or in my wildest dreams that he would be waiting for me when I was done with work... Did any of this happen? No. No matter how much I wish this was '10 things I hate about you', Heath Ledger will not be waiting by my car with a new guitar and confess his love for me. That's just not the world I live in, it's the ''Jenna World" that I someday hope to live in, but you know what? a daydream every once and a while never hurt anyone... Ten minutes later, I went to my friend Tanya's desk to have her scale the hives from 1-10 her first response was "WHOA!" which is never good.
 I had the foolish thought that this curse only showed it's self when a cute guy is around and we talked and engage in a slight flirtation, I was wrong.
 Today I had a phone interview to volunteer at the 2014 Sundance Film Festival. The interview went great! I am so in!!! I will be handling mostly the parties and social events, not the crappy jobs like ticket taking. So after my interview I went to Tanya's desk to tell her all about it, the first thing she says is "why do you have hives? what happened?" (I love Tanya for always telling me like it is. She is the best, I recommend everyone have a "Tanya" in there life) It has come to the point that I don't even feel  that I have them! But apparently they were there.
So yes I think they are embarrassing and annoying and no matter how hard I try to follow the "John Tucker" rules, I will always have a "give away", and that's okay. I guess they make me Jenna. I am sure that there  is a guy out there that will love my hives and think it is adorable that I have this huge "give away". In a nutshell these hives are a good thing, the guy that falls in love with me will have no doubt that I'm in love with him, because the hives don't lie.