ADVENTURES IN BOYLAND
I have started a new job fairly recently. And as the new girl in the office, I naturally expected to get the curious stares and glances for the first couple of days, which definitely happened. No biggie.
I have now been there a few months, and for the most part have settled in very nicely. I have met some nice folks and have found the little pocket of people that I regularly hang with and swap war stories with at the vending machines and in the break room.
However, there was that one guy that I noticed who was giving me the 'ol eye. He stares. I catch him, and he looks away. I pass him in the hall. He stares. I give a small casual smile. I stand up to walk over to the printer. He stares. I keep my cool, and walk past to get my printouts.
It has been months of stares.
Another new girl just started in the office. She is tall, skinny, and very pretty.
I stand, and head for the printer. Eye fuck boy is not at his desk for once. I go to the printer and very quickly chat with a co-worker about my non-existent plans for the upcoming weekend. I am walking back to my ball and chain of a desk, printouts in hand, and ready to slay the rest of my work for the day. I look up. My eyes automatically lead me to a guy who is standing at a desk towards the back of the office. It's him. It seems, he wasted no time playing eye games with pretty new girl and is standing at her desk having, what looks like, a very engaging conversation.
Of course.
As I settle back in my seat, I remind myself that work relationship are notoriously a bad idea, and very rarely ever work out. And hey, now since that is over, I can forget about all of that nonsense. Work is stressful enough without all of that added pressure, right? And while, yes this all this makes sense to me and yes, I know it's also true...... Well..... Does it still suck? Absolutely. And, after this post, am I going to loose any kind of sleep over this? Absolutely not.
Does it still suck though? Yeah.
On a positive note, this has made me determined to not only change my weekend plans from non-existent to existent, but to also make sure they are .... Alive.
I have a few days to prepare for the weekend, and let me tell you...
It's gonna be a good one.
I have now been there a few months, and for the most part have settled in very nicely. I have met some nice folks and have found the little pocket of people that I regularly hang with and swap war stories with at the vending machines and in the break room.
However, there was that one guy that I noticed who was giving me the 'ol eye. He stares. I catch him, and he looks away. I pass him in the hall. He stares. I give a small casual smile. I stand up to walk over to the printer. He stares. I keep my cool, and walk past to get my printouts.
It has been months of stares.
Another new girl just started in the office. She is tall, skinny, and very pretty.
I stand, and head for the printer. Eye fuck boy is not at his desk for once. I go to the printer and very quickly chat with a co-worker about my non-existent plans for the upcoming weekend. I am walking back to my ball and chain of a desk, printouts in hand, and ready to slay the rest of my work for the day. I look up. My eyes automatically lead me to a guy who is standing at a desk towards the back of the office. It's him. It seems, he wasted no time playing eye games with pretty new girl and is standing at her desk having, what looks like, a very engaging conversation.
Of course.
As I settle back in my seat, I remind myself that work relationship are notoriously a bad idea, and very rarely ever work out. And hey, now since that is over, I can forget about all of that nonsense. Work is stressful enough without all of that added pressure, right? And while, yes this all this makes sense to me and yes, I know it's also true...... Well..... Does it still suck? Absolutely. And, after this post, am I going to loose any kind of sleep over this? Absolutely not.
Does it still suck though? Yeah.
On a positive note, this has made me determined to not only change my weekend plans from non-existent to existent, but to also make sure they are .... Alive.
I have a few days to prepare for the weekend, and let me tell you...
It's gonna be a good one.
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