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TIFU by thinking the recruiter was stuck with me

I’m new to jobs, especially ones in an office setting. I kind of lack social awareness in general and am prone to making stupid assumptions. But, I told myself that I would try my best not to weird people out today. I failed badly. The recruiter was there to answer some basic questions and take my identifying documents to hire me. But, for some reason in my head I thought she was stuck in the room with me until the support specialist came in. So I kept asking questions, about random shit, like where the training is, what happens if a client does that and this because the specialist wasn’t coming in anytime soon. I ran out of questions and started bringing up random shit I noticed like the POP mart figures in the windows. I could tell she was also getting uncomfortable but I thought just blabbing would be better than just sitting in awkward silence. When I finally ran out shit to say, I just paused to see if she would say anything. And she just said something about taking my documents and I gave her my passport and she left. I just sat there for a full minute screaming in my head realizing she was waiting for me to shut up so she could leave. And I just said random shit to her like about the figurines and the office decor and taking up her time. Since the job is on the road, I’m going to try to avoid the office as much as possible.

Tl;dr: I made the office staff really uncomfortable by thinking she was stuck babysitting me for no reason and kept talking about random shit and questions.

Edit: grammar mistakes

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