Office Romance

I don’t know. There really should be a question mark after that heading. There was a man and woman at work tonight that seemed awfully friendly towards each other. Like if they were a couple that would be okay, but if they were just colleagues some eyebrows may be raised. They were alone at the time, (well obviously I don’t count).

I could hear her laughing a lot but she may have been on the phone. They did seem to get silly together later on. God it’s none of my business but I couldn’t help thinking about it and affairs in general. I found it akin to walking in on your parents. I don’t want to know! I never have walked in on my parents during sex – thank God! I did remember one thing from my childhood though. When we were living in PNG I was in their bedroom and I found scrunched up and used toilet paper and thought what’s that about? It was quite a few years before I worked that out but even with the distance of time I still don’t want to know! I could block some of their playfulness out having the vacuum cleaner on. But I still found it kind of uncomfortable.

I’ve been having problems with my vacuum cleaner lately. It’ll just stop. I have to bend over further than normal and shake the pack on my back. So I’m guessing it could be wiring. Help me Garry! I was thinking about you tonight too. I wonder why? *smirk* Wondering if you could do some maintenance for me after hours. I could show you my storeroom and anything else you might like to see.

No I wouldn’t want to do it at work. A couple of people I’ve met in chat have asked if I have before or suggested they just pop over to “visit” me. There are several reasons why that wouldn’t work. First I work on a floor that is never closed. The parking inspectors work on shifts all day as far as I can tell. Second I don’t see where we could do it. My storeroom is quite small and I have no desire to do it in a disabled toilet or even a regular toilet. No desire is the key. I hate my job and I don’t imagine getting in the mood there. Last of all I’m busy the whole time often working overtime. (Without pay thank you very much!)

I don’t see why there wouldn’t be office romances, illicit or otherwise, going on. I just never thought about it before; my perspective on my workplace has expanded again. Although to be honest I don’t want to think about it either. It gets me to thinking about affairs again and more guiltily my role in them. Needless to say I am very undecided on that topic.