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office romance

Before I left work this morning, I was full tilt into my hyperactive mode. Maybe it was due to it being my first night back or maybe I just felt like being overly social. Whatever the cause, I was the most animated that I had been in days. I was feeling so good in fact that I was even flirting with Kelly, which I usually don't do, because even after working with her for a year, I'm still not sure how far I can push her.

She was on the phone with a customer and I was on another phone with a different customer. The trouble was that she was standing in my way and I needed to get to the other side of her. So rather than wrapping her up in the telephone cord, I casually reached around her from behind to pass the phone from one hand to the other hand. She didn't say anything, but she did move ever so slightly and gave me a knowing look.

Oh, I probably could have motioned her to move aside, but then I wouldn't have gotten the chance to essentially put my arms around her waist for the briefest of moments. For that fraction of time, I was intensely aware of her body.

Then before the rest of the morning crew arrived we talked some more about movies and plays. It was then that I learned that she was not at the play that I saw last Friday. Instead she had gone to a ballet. Then she mentioned the last Saturday that we worked together when she came in with a hangover. She said that wouldn't happen tomorrow, but we shall see what happens.

I really didn't give much thought about her for the rest of the day, but later at night another friend at work said that she and I would make a cute couple. He has been dropping hints to that effect for the past few weeks, but I usually brush them aside. Then after he made that comment, I told him that it wouldn't be a good idea. Something tells me that the two of us would not work. I can't quite explain why, but part of me knows better than to even try. I mean there have been times when Kelly and I can sit in a room and not even say anything to each other. Our knowledge of one another is so limited.

Now that I go back and read what I just wrote, it makes me sound as though I were twelve, except for the part about me knowing better. Kelly and I both joked to another person that people that work together should not date one another. Although that didn't seem to stop two other people on my shift from not only seeing each other, but also having a baby together.

 
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