Robot’s soul is weighed

[A picture of Pepe the frog frowning while holding a gun to its head]

I hit another level this weekend /r9k/

>be me>like this coworker>finally get the courage to talk to her>holy shit things are going well> invites me to hangout on friday> says her friends are burning books that go against Christianity>seriously wtf>whatever she’s hot>gets the address

>it’s friday>don't understand if I’m supposed to bring my own books>buy $300 worth of anti-christian books>put them in two big trash bags>head over to book burning

>See coworker>say hi>"what are in the bags anon..?">"I...I brought books for the burning.">"Anon I was joking about the book burning">it’s a normal fucking party>don't know what to do>pretend to get a call>walk away and leave books> start running home leaving my car

I snuck back on Saturday and got my car, but I think I have to fucking quit work now. Theres no way I can see her again.

What should I do? I have a shift on Wednesday.