Hello friends!
I just wanted to let you all know that I'll start posting again after January 5th.
-Del
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Starry Nights
Right after I posted my last post I heard a commotion in the street outside my window. I got up to look outside and it was just a homeless man that had fallen into the trash bins. I closed my curtains and before I could go get into my bed, someone was screaming my name. I opened the curtains again and realized that the homeless man was actually a very, very, drunk Kevin. He was being very loud and it was getting pretty late so I opened my window.
“What are you doing? Will you be quiet, please?” I hissed at him.
I jus’ need tuh talk tuh you,” he slurred, “I’m leaving her, it’s gon’ be over, Fai’.”
“That’s great…for you. Go home Kevin. Now.”
“But, I luhve yoo!” He was getting louder and I was becoming more and more tempted to call the police, “I need you!”
“You need to go home now, Kevin, we’ll talk about this on Monday, okay?”
I closed my window and the curtains and turned off the lights in my apartment. I crawled under my covers and heard Kevin fall into the trashcans again, get up, and leave. I really didn’t like seeing this side of Kevin. I’m sure he’ll apologize profusely but I’m not entirely sure that he actually meant what he said about leaving Hannah. We’ll see what happens on Monday.
“What are you doing? Will you be quiet, please?” I hissed at him.
I jus’ need tuh talk tuh you,” he slurred, “I’m leaving her, it’s gon’ be over, Fai’.”
“That’s great…for you. Go home Kevin. Now.”
“But, I luhve yoo!” He was getting louder and I was becoming more and more tempted to call the police, “I need you!”
“You need to go home now, Kevin, we’ll talk about this on Monday, okay?”
I closed my window and the curtains and turned off the lights in my apartment. I crawled under my covers and heard Kevin fall into the trashcans again, get up, and leave. I really didn’t like seeing this side of Kevin. I’m sure he’ll apologize profusely but I’m not entirely sure that he actually meant what he said about leaving Hannah. We’ll see what happens on Monday.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Winter Wonder
We had our holiday party tonight and it went very well. Our annual holiday party is a pretty big deal, we invite all of our advertisers and sponsors, the board of directors, and employee family members for fancy finger food, an open bar, and dancing. The office we work from isn’t big enough so we usually rent out a hotel ball or conference room. My HR team and I plan this for weeks in advance and everyone really loves it. This year we were able to rent the ballroom for half price because we’re such frequent customers and they even decorated it for us. After making all of the arrangements I was ready to party!
I walked into the party absolutely mesmerized! It was decked out with lights and snowflakes hanging from the ceiling and everyone was dressed so nicely. I was wearing a dark green cocktail dress with white tulle underneath the skirt, the top part was a corset-fit type thing wih dark green velvet for the trim. I topped it off with some white stilettos and a snowflake necklace with matching earrings and bracelet. I saw Suzy and Dina standing near the bar and made my way over.
“Hello ladies, having fun?”
“This is such a great party, Faith, you guys in HR really outdid yourselves this year,” Dina said as she handed me a glass of wine and a snowman shaped white chocolate raspberry cheesecake bite (YUM!).
“Did you know the DJ is single?” Suzy said winking and nudging her head in his direction.
“Uh…no, hey where’s Mike, Dina?”
“Oh, he couldn’t come, all of the blizzards re-directed everything and they called him in to work overtime because of the crazy flight schedules.” Dina’s husband is an airline pilot and when his flying restrictions ground him he works in the control towers. He usually has to work after bouts of bad weather but the overtime pay is what paid off their townhouse, or so Dina tells me.
We got to talking with some other co-workers (Suzy was hitting on the DJ) when I saw Kevin walk in. I quietly excused myself, got another glass of wine, and went over to greet him. I stopped cold. He brought someone with him. She had honey blonde hair, a super-model’s physique, and a giant diamond on a very important finger. I composed myself and continued to walk over.
“Hey Kevin, thought I’d say hello,” I awkwardly waved and tried to smile.
“Happy Holidays, Faith. I’d like to introduce you to my fiancée, Hannah.” Kevin took her by the hand and moved her forward, she moved with such grace and I felt so frumpy next to her. She was wearing black tights with a pure white satin bubble cocktail dress and black oxford booties.
“It’s nice to meet you,” she said, not returning my smile. She noticed the bar and left Kevin and I alone to talk.
“Faith, I can tell that you’re a little thrown off. I think we should talk.”
“I’m fine, I just realized that I’m supposed to pick a friend up at the airport and I’m late. I’ll…see you at work.” I dashed out of the ball room and pulled my black pea coat from the hanger. I was putting it on while running down the stairs but Kevin caught me before I could reach the exit.
“Faith wait! I have to say something,” Kevin grabbed my arm and kept me from leaving.
“Please just let me go,” tears started to fill my eyes and I felt so dumb for thinking Kevin would ever leave his super hot fiancée, “I need to leave before I make a complete ass of myself.” I stopped struggling and looked at his eyes, they were full of sadness.
Kevin wiped a tear away and then kissed me, gently at first, and then urgently. I kissed him back just as fervetly but then I realized what I was doing and pulled away. I left as fast as possible. I didn’t look back once even though he was calling my name.
I walked into the party absolutely mesmerized! It was decked out with lights and snowflakes hanging from the ceiling and everyone was dressed so nicely. I was wearing a dark green cocktail dress with white tulle underneath the skirt, the top part was a corset-fit type thing wih dark green velvet for the trim. I topped it off with some white stilettos and a snowflake necklace with matching earrings and bracelet. I saw Suzy and Dina standing near the bar and made my way over.
“Hello ladies, having fun?”
“This is such a great party, Faith, you guys in HR really outdid yourselves this year,” Dina said as she handed me a glass of wine and a snowman shaped white chocolate raspberry cheesecake bite (YUM!).
“Did you know the DJ is single?” Suzy said winking and nudging her head in his direction.
“Uh…no, hey where’s Mike, Dina?”
“Oh, he couldn’t come, all of the blizzards re-directed everything and they called him in to work overtime because of the crazy flight schedules.” Dina’s husband is an airline pilot and when his flying restrictions ground him he works in the control towers. He usually has to work after bouts of bad weather but the overtime pay is what paid off their townhouse, or so Dina tells me.
We got to talking with some other co-workers (Suzy was hitting on the DJ) when I saw Kevin walk in. I quietly excused myself, got another glass of wine, and went over to greet him. I stopped cold. He brought someone with him. She had honey blonde hair, a super-model’s physique, and a giant diamond on a very important finger. I composed myself and continued to walk over.
“Hey Kevin, thought I’d say hello,” I awkwardly waved and tried to smile.
“Happy Holidays, Faith. I’d like to introduce you to my fiancée, Hannah.” Kevin took her by the hand and moved her forward, she moved with such grace and I felt so frumpy next to her. She was wearing black tights with a pure white satin bubble cocktail dress and black oxford booties.
“It’s nice to meet you,” she said, not returning my smile. She noticed the bar and left Kevin and I alone to talk.
“Faith, I can tell that you’re a little thrown off. I think we should talk.”
“I’m fine, I just realized that I’m supposed to pick a friend up at the airport and I’m late. I’ll…see you at work.” I dashed out of the ball room and pulled my black pea coat from the hanger. I was putting it on while running down the stairs but Kevin caught me before I could reach the exit.
“Faith wait! I have to say something,” Kevin grabbed my arm and kept me from leaving.
“Please just let me go,” tears started to fill my eyes and I felt so dumb for thinking Kevin would ever leave his super hot fiancée, “I need to leave before I make a complete ass of myself.” I stopped struggling and looked at his eyes, they were full of sadness.
Kevin wiped a tear away and then kissed me, gently at first, and then urgently. I kissed him back just as fervetly but then I realized what I was doing and pulled away. I left as fast as possible. I didn’t look back once even though he was calling my name.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Timing
Things at work have been going well. Kevin and I have been able to be in the same room together and not have any awkward tension. He was actually starting to feel like a real co-worker and not a dude with a fiancée that I made out with. But I went to his office today to pick up his quarterly employee reviews, which were due.
“Knock, knock,” I said popping my head in his office, “I’m here to pick up your employee reviews.”
He was on the phone and gave me the "one minute" hand signal, it sounded like he wasn’t very happy with the person on the other end. When he hung up, he sighed and went to reach for his file cabinet.
“Is now a bad time? I can come back later…” I said inching away.
“Uh, no, I’ve got them right here,” he handed me the reviews and then wrote something down in his planner. I left his office and started counting the slips of paper, I came up one slip too many and had to go back to Kevin’s office. He was sitting in his chair with its back to the door, before I could knock he started angrily talking into the phone.
“No! No! I can’t do that today, Hannah,” He was talking to his fiancée, “Yeah, well why can’t you pick it up, it’s just a pie! And it’s for your mom!” Kevin started getting louder and I was trying to figure out a good way to get away from his office without making a lot of noise, “Why are you being so difficult? I have to work late, I told you that, by the time I leave from here the bakery will be closed anyway. No! Why is that always your assumption? This has nothing to do with the wedding,” there was a long pause and Kevin sighed deeply, “Go ahead and call it off then.”
I dropped the stack of papers I was holding and Kevin swung his chair around. He had a look of utter shock and confusion and hung up the phone. I bent down to pick up the reviews and started rambling.
“There was an extra one, I was just trying to- I didn’t mean to overhear. I was just- I should leave, we can talk about this later. I’m sorry I-“
“You don’t need to apologize. Let me help you.” Kevin knelt down and started picking up the papers. I picked one up and realized it was my employee review.
“Oh, you can’t give this to me, it needs to be given to one of the other HR reps to remain confidential. This must have been the extra one.” I handed it to Kevin and finished collecting the papers. He stood up, put it on his desk, and asked me to close the door when I left. I went to leave, stopped, and turned around.
“I really didn’t mean to-“
“It’s fine, I know you didn’t. I just need to do some work now.”
I quietly closed the door and quickly walked to my office. If Kevin and his fiancée called off the wedding, that could mean we might be able to try out a relationship or something. The dreams I’d been having about Kevin increased after Dean dumped me and they were getting more intense. They weren’t just sexy dreams anymore, they were dreams of me bringing him to meet my parents and other major relationship milestones. Would it be wrong for me to get together with Kevin if the choice was available? I mean he was willing, and for all I know, he did cheat on his fiancée, what would keep him from doing that to me? I mean, I think I want to be with him, but I don’t know if I’d ever be able to trust him knowing that he tried to cheat (and possibly did) on Hannah.
“Knock, knock,” I said popping my head in his office, “I’m here to pick up your employee reviews.”
He was on the phone and gave me the "one minute" hand signal, it sounded like he wasn’t very happy with the person on the other end. When he hung up, he sighed and went to reach for his file cabinet.
“Is now a bad time? I can come back later…” I said inching away.
“Uh, no, I’ve got them right here,” he handed me the reviews and then wrote something down in his planner. I left his office and started counting the slips of paper, I came up one slip too many and had to go back to Kevin’s office. He was sitting in his chair with its back to the door, before I could knock he started angrily talking into the phone.
“No! No! I can’t do that today, Hannah,” He was talking to his fiancée, “Yeah, well why can’t you pick it up, it’s just a pie! And it’s for your mom!” Kevin started getting louder and I was trying to figure out a good way to get away from his office without making a lot of noise, “Why are you being so difficult? I have to work late, I told you that, by the time I leave from here the bakery will be closed anyway. No! Why is that always your assumption? This has nothing to do with the wedding,” there was a long pause and Kevin sighed deeply, “Go ahead and call it off then.”
I dropped the stack of papers I was holding and Kevin swung his chair around. He had a look of utter shock and confusion and hung up the phone. I bent down to pick up the reviews and started rambling.
“There was an extra one, I was just trying to- I didn’t mean to overhear. I was just- I should leave, we can talk about this later. I’m sorry I-“
“You don’t need to apologize. Let me help you.” Kevin knelt down and started picking up the papers. I picked one up and realized it was my employee review.
“Oh, you can’t give this to me, it needs to be given to one of the other HR reps to remain confidential. This must have been the extra one.” I handed it to Kevin and finished collecting the papers. He stood up, put it on his desk, and asked me to close the door when I left. I went to leave, stopped, and turned around.
“I really didn’t mean to-“
“It’s fine, I know you didn’t. I just need to do some work now.”
I quietly closed the door and quickly walked to my office. If Kevin and his fiancée called off the wedding, that could mean we might be able to try out a relationship or something. The dreams I’d been having about Kevin increased after Dean dumped me and they were getting more intense. They weren’t just sexy dreams anymore, they were dreams of me bringing him to meet my parents and other major relationship milestones. Would it be wrong for me to get together with Kevin if the choice was available? I mean he was willing, and for all I know, he did cheat on his fiancée, what would keep him from doing that to me? I mean, I think I want to be with him, but I don’t know if I’d ever be able to trust him knowing that he tried to cheat (and possibly did) on Hannah.
Monday, December 14, 2009
Let's do Brunch
I laid around in my apartment in a fog and went to work unresponsive for the better part of this week. It got to the point that Zoey was practically tearing down my door to knock some sense into me by the time the weekend rolled around. I went to open the door in sweatpants with my hair a complete mess and food stains on my shirt.
“Dear God,” Zoey looked around my apartment at the take out laying on my coffee table, the empty ice cream pints on my end table, and the multiple pizza boxes laying on my dining room table, “Puts some pants on we’re going to brunch.”
“I don’t really want to go anywhere right now,” I said being whineier than I intended.
“Well you might not, but I can’t be in this pigsty for longer than ten minutes, get going.”
I ran a brush through my hair and put it up in a messy bun, changed into some jeans and put a clean shirt on, and topped it off with some ballet flats and my black pea coat. We started walking to the café around the corner and I realized just how cold it was outside without any real shoes on. By the time we got to the café I was shivering and snow had started to fall. When we were seated I ordered a hot chocolate and a fruit plate and Zoey ordered a coffee and an cheese omelet.
“Faith, you have got to snap out of it. You’ve been like this for a whole week, it’s time to begin the moving on process, okay?”
I looked at Zoey and sighed, “I know, I just…I really liked him. And… a PRIEST!?” I started making a scene and Zoey put her face in her hands shaking her head. I was embarrassed and got a lot of dirty looks from the people sitting around us. “It’s just…lately, all the men I’ve had chances with have lied to me….don’t I deserve to be told the truth upfront? I don’t understand what kind of signal I’m sending to men that makes them think it’s okay to lie to me.”
“Oh, stop being so dramatic,” I looked up from my fruit plate and gave Zoey a dirty look, “Yes, Kevin and Dean lied to you, but they aren’t the representation of all men, you’ll get back on the saddle and find a great new guy to have sinful sex with.” Zoey winked, smiled, and sipped her coffee.
When Zoey finally let me go back home (we went Christmas shopping afterward, which cheered me up a little) I thought about what she said and decided to forget about Dean and Kevin. Zoey was right, there’s plenty of honest guys out there and I’ll find one eventually.
But seriously….a PRIEST!?
“Dear God,” Zoey looked around my apartment at the take out laying on my coffee table, the empty ice cream pints on my end table, and the multiple pizza boxes laying on my dining room table, “Puts some pants on we’re going to brunch.”
“I don’t really want to go anywhere right now,” I said being whineier than I intended.
“Well you might not, but I can’t be in this pigsty for longer than ten minutes, get going.”
I ran a brush through my hair and put it up in a messy bun, changed into some jeans and put a clean shirt on, and topped it off with some ballet flats and my black pea coat. We started walking to the café around the corner and I realized just how cold it was outside without any real shoes on. By the time we got to the café I was shivering and snow had started to fall. When we were seated I ordered a hot chocolate and a fruit plate and Zoey ordered a coffee and an cheese omelet.
“Faith, you have got to snap out of it. You’ve been like this for a whole week, it’s time to begin the moving on process, okay?”
I looked at Zoey and sighed, “I know, I just…I really liked him. And… a PRIEST!?” I started making a scene and Zoey put her face in her hands shaking her head. I was embarrassed and got a lot of dirty looks from the people sitting around us. “It’s just…lately, all the men I’ve had chances with have lied to me….don’t I deserve to be told the truth upfront? I don’t understand what kind of signal I’m sending to men that makes them think it’s okay to lie to me.”
“Oh, stop being so dramatic,” I looked up from my fruit plate and gave Zoey a dirty look, “Yes, Kevin and Dean lied to you, but they aren’t the representation of all men, you’ll get back on the saddle and find a great new guy to have sinful sex with.” Zoey winked, smiled, and sipped her coffee.
When Zoey finally let me go back home (we went Christmas shopping afterward, which cheered me up a little) I thought about what she said and decided to forget about Dean and Kevin. Zoey was right, there’s plenty of honest guys out there and I’ll find one eventually.
But seriously….a PRIEST!?
Friday, December 11, 2009
Holy Cow
Dean and I were laying in bed after a particularly steamy sack session when he started playing with my hair.
“Faith, I need to be honest with you about something.”
I warily looked at him and tried to figure out what was coming.
“I don’t think we can see each other anymore.”
I pulled away and looked at him shocked, “I thought things were going really well between us. Is there something going on? I mean I thought- I enjoy spending time with you.”
“Faith, I like you a lot and I really do want to be with you, but I just can’t.”
“Why, I want to be with you too, why isn’t that enough?”
“I don’t really want to talk about why we can’t be together. We just can’t.”
I started getting angry, “I deserve an explanation!”
Dean sighed and looked really tired, like he’d been struggling with his decision for awhile, “Faith, I’m going to become a priest. I didn’t want to tell you because I thought you’d freak out about it.”
I stared at him in disbelief, “A priest!? How is that even possible? You’ve just made sure that I’m going to Hell!” I screamed as I wrapped myself as tightly as I could in my sheets and tumbled out of bed and away from him.
“Faith it’s not like that. I take a celibacy vow when I enter the seminary next week, you’ve done nothing wrong. I just…I found my calling…”
“I need you to leave…immediately. I can’t really look at you right now so I’m going to go into my bathroom and close the door, when I come back out you need to be gone.”
I stumbled into my bathroom trapped in my sheets and slammed the door. I didn’t move from my bathroom for about 30 minutes and when I finally came out any trace of Dean had disappeared from my apartment. I crawled into bed and started crying.
“Faith, I need to be honest with you about something.”
I warily looked at him and tried to figure out what was coming.
“I don’t think we can see each other anymore.”
I pulled away and looked at him shocked, “I thought things were going really well between us. Is there something going on? I mean I thought- I enjoy spending time with you.”
“Faith, I like you a lot and I really do want to be with you, but I just can’t.”
“Why, I want to be with you too, why isn’t that enough?”
“I don’t really want to talk about why we can’t be together. We just can’t.”
I started getting angry, “I deserve an explanation!”
Dean sighed and looked really tired, like he’d been struggling with his decision for awhile, “Faith, I’m going to become a priest. I didn’t want to tell you because I thought you’d freak out about it.”
I stared at him in disbelief, “A priest!? How is that even possible? You’ve just made sure that I’m going to Hell!” I screamed as I wrapped myself as tightly as I could in my sheets and tumbled out of bed and away from him.
“Faith it’s not like that. I take a celibacy vow when I enter the seminary next week, you’ve done nothing wrong. I just…I found my calling…”
“I need you to leave…immediately. I can’t really look at you right now so I’m going to go into my bathroom and close the door, when I come back out you need to be gone.”
I stumbled into my bathroom trapped in my sheets and slammed the door. I didn’t move from my bathroom for about 30 minutes and when I finally came out any trace of Dean had disappeared from my apartment. I crawled into bed and started crying.
Thanksgiving
Anna invited us all to her house for Thanksgiving this year and it was wonderful. She’s the best cook ever and I ate my weight in turkey, mashed potatoes, and all the other fixings. When dinner was over, Elise, Zoey, and I offered to clean the dishes. Anna joined us in the kitchen while Theo and his two brothers watched football in the other room.
“I have some news,” Anna said when we finished the dishes, “I’m pregnant!”
We gave our congratulations to her and covered her in hugs and kisses. “I’m about 4 weeks along and have really bad morning sickness, but it’s going to be so worth it when this baby comes.”
Anna took a test last week that came out positive but wanted to double check at the doctor’s office before she told anyone. She told Theo last night who was very excited and bought all sorts of baby books right after she broke the news.
I’m really happy for Anna and Theo, they’re going to be great parents and Anna has wanted to be a mom for so long. When I got home I started thinking about how much my life has changed since I was in college. I live in my very own apartment, which I can honestly say I never really imagined happening, my friends are married and having babies, I have a career that I love, my family members are all healthy and happy, and I'm dating a guy who's perfect for me. It truly was a great Thanksgiving because I have so much to be thankful for and I’m so grateful for all of it.
“I have some news,” Anna said when we finished the dishes, “I’m pregnant!”
We gave our congratulations to her and covered her in hugs and kisses. “I’m about 4 weeks along and have really bad morning sickness, but it’s going to be so worth it when this baby comes.”
Anna took a test last week that came out positive but wanted to double check at the doctor’s office before she told anyone. She told Theo last night who was very excited and bought all sorts of baby books right after she broke the news.
I’m really happy for Anna and Theo, they’re going to be great parents and Anna has wanted to be a mom for so long. When I got home I started thinking about how much my life has changed since I was in college. I live in my very own apartment, which I can honestly say I never really imagined happening, my friends are married and having babies, I have a career that I love, my family members are all healthy and happy, and I'm dating a guy who's perfect for me. It truly was a great Thanksgiving because I have so much to be thankful for and I’m so grateful for all of it.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Deadly Sins
I had to stay late for work the day before Thanksgiving which put my holiday plans kind of behind. As I went to clear off my desk and grab my coat I felt someone behind me, thinking it was Dean who was coming to pick me up for dinner. Dean wrapped his arms around me from behind and started kissing my neck and slipping off my coat.
“We can't….not at my job,” I whispered. I turn around to start kissing Dean when I realized it was actually Kevin, “What are you doing!?”
“Getting what I want, you know you want this too, just let it happen.” Kevin inched my skirt up and sat me on top of my desk.
“My boyfriend is coming here to pick me up,” I said in between kissing him and straddling my legs around him. I lost all decision making skills and before I knew it his pants were unzipped, my shirt was open, and my desk was a total mess.
When we were done and I was putting my clothes back on Kevin said, “I left my fiancée.”
I stood there speechless and unsure of what to do, that's when I woke up panting really hard and unsure of what my dream meant. Part of me felt like I had just cheated on Dean through my subconscious and I had a wave of guilt engulf me. The next morning I met with Elise and Zoey for breakfast and told them about my dream.
“Hey, it's cool we all have those kinds of dreams,” Elise said drinking a glass of juice.
“Seriously, it's not that big of a deal, it doesn't mean anything,” Zoey reached across the table for some pepper to put on her scrambled eggs and looked at me with confusion.
Apparently my friends thought I was crazy. “What if it means I actually want to be with Kevin? That makes me a home wrecker and I really would like to avoid being one of those. Of all the goals I’ve set for myself that was never one of them.”
“Well, do you want o be with Kevin?” Zoey looked at me pointedly and took a bite of toast.
“I don't know anymore, if you'd have asked last week I would have said, 'definitely not,' but now…”
“Look, why don't you just have sex with Kevin.” Zoey and I both looked at Elise awestruck, “What? Just have some great sex, get it over with and then you can go back to Dean. You'll probably stop thinking about Kevin after you have hot steamy sex with him, it's pretty much a done deal. You only want him because he's hot. I mean, we know he's a jerk and is willing to cheat on someone he proposed to, so those qualities make him unattractive but you still want to jump his bones, so it must be lust.”
Zoey turned her head to me and said, “She has a point."
“What? You agree that I should cheat on Dean?”
“No, I agree that you are lusting after Kevin. I mean, what other redeeming characteristics does this dude have?”
“Well he has beautiful blue eyes and thick brown hair. He has a great smile and we have a lot in common. He's a great kisser...”
Zoey stopped me and pointed out that the majority of my list made up physical traits.
“You're right; I'm just lusting after him because I can't have him. I can totally get over that, it should be simple.” I grabbed a bagel and started to dig in while Zoey and Elise exchanged credulous looks, I decided to ignore them. This was going to be simple. Right?
“We can't….not at my job,” I whispered. I turn around to start kissing Dean when I realized it was actually Kevin, “What are you doing!?”
“Getting what I want, you know you want this too, just let it happen.” Kevin inched my skirt up and sat me on top of my desk.
“My boyfriend is coming here to pick me up,” I said in between kissing him and straddling my legs around him. I lost all decision making skills and before I knew it his pants were unzipped, my shirt was open, and my desk was a total mess.
When we were done and I was putting my clothes back on Kevin said, “I left my fiancée.”
I stood there speechless and unsure of what to do, that's when I woke up panting really hard and unsure of what my dream meant. Part of me felt like I had just cheated on Dean through my subconscious and I had a wave of guilt engulf me. The next morning I met with Elise and Zoey for breakfast and told them about my dream.
“Hey, it's cool we all have those kinds of dreams,” Elise said drinking a glass of juice.
“Seriously, it's not that big of a deal, it doesn't mean anything,” Zoey reached across the table for some pepper to put on her scrambled eggs and looked at me with confusion.
Apparently my friends thought I was crazy. “What if it means I actually want to be with Kevin? That makes me a home wrecker and I really would like to avoid being one of those. Of all the goals I’ve set for myself that was never one of them.”
“Well, do you want o be with Kevin?” Zoey looked at me pointedly and took a bite of toast.
“I don't know anymore, if you'd have asked last week I would have said, 'definitely not,' but now…”
“Look, why don't you just have sex with Kevin.” Zoey and I both looked at Elise awestruck, “What? Just have some great sex, get it over with and then you can go back to Dean. You'll probably stop thinking about Kevin after you have hot steamy sex with him, it's pretty much a done deal. You only want him because he's hot. I mean, we know he's a jerk and is willing to cheat on someone he proposed to, so those qualities make him unattractive but you still want to jump his bones, so it must be lust.”
Zoey turned her head to me and said, “She has a point."
“What? You agree that I should cheat on Dean?”
“No, I agree that you are lusting after Kevin. I mean, what other redeeming characteristics does this dude have?”
“Well he has beautiful blue eyes and thick brown hair. He has a great smile and we have a lot in common. He's a great kisser...”
Zoey stopped me and pointed out that the majority of my list made up physical traits.
“You're right; I'm just lusting after him because I can't have him. I can totally get over that, it should be simple.” I grabbed a bagel and started to dig in while Zoey and Elise exchanged credulous looks, I decided to ignore them. This was going to be simple. Right?
Evaluation
Dean came by to pick me up at work today. We had planned to meet for lunch before he disappeared to spend Thanksgiving with his family and I spent it with my girls. We decided that including me into Thanksgiving would be too soon for our relationship and honestly, I was so relieved by not having to meet his family yet. Moms tend to dislike me.
Anyway Dean arrived while I was finishing up a job interview and waited outside. As I said goodbye to the potential employee I grabbed my coat and we went to a sandwich shop down the street. It was a really nice lunch and I was disappointed to have to go back to work. Dean insisted on walking me back to my office. I thanked him and gave him a kiss before he left. When I went to sit at my desk, Kevin walked in.
“Who was that?” He said trying to be nonchalant.
“That was Dean, my boyfriend, did you need something?”
Kevin looked disappointed and turned red, he looked at his shoes and mumbled, “I need some more evaluation sheets.”
I got up and moved to a file cabinet and opened the bottom drawer to get more evaluation sheets. When I stood up and turned around I had a feeling Kevin was looking at my ass. I cocked my head and said, “How many evaluations have you completed?”
“About half.”
“These should be enough.” I handed him the pink evaluation sheets and went to sit back at my desk. Kevin was lingering in my office so I offered him a chair which he took.
“What do you really want, Kevin? I’m trying to work.”
“Faith, I just wanted to apologize again…about…you know.” Kevin really did look sorry and I felt bad for being so cold to him.
“Look, Kevin, I don’t agree with your actions and I think cheating on someone is the lowest thing you can do in a relationship, but I don’t want you to have to tip-toe around me. I’m a big girl and I’ve moved on, my job requires that we work together and I like my job so I’m committed to doing that, but nothing more.”
Kevin nodded his head, sighed and left my office. I don’t really know what to think of that but I know that the possibility Kevin and I ever had available is gone and I’m okay with it now. Dean is great and I’m happier when I’m with him. I barely think of Kevin in a romantic way now and it feels good to be over him and be fully committed to Dean. Hopefully this will be the last time Kevin and I need to talk about the whole fiancée situation.
Anyway Dean arrived while I was finishing up a job interview and waited outside. As I said goodbye to the potential employee I grabbed my coat and we went to a sandwich shop down the street. It was a really nice lunch and I was disappointed to have to go back to work. Dean insisted on walking me back to my office. I thanked him and gave him a kiss before he left. When I went to sit at my desk, Kevin walked in.
“Who was that?” He said trying to be nonchalant.
“That was Dean, my boyfriend, did you need something?”
Kevin looked disappointed and turned red, he looked at his shoes and mumbled, “I need some more evaluation sheets.”
I got up and moved to a file cabinet and opened the bottom drawer to get more evaluation sheets. When I stood up and turned around I had a feeling Kevin was looking at my ass. I cocked my head and said, “How many evaluations have you completed?”
“About half.”
“These should be enough.” I handed him the pink evaluation sheets and went to sit back at my desk. Kevin was lingering in my office so I offered him a chair which he took.
“What do you really want, Kevin? I’m trying to work.”
“Faith, I just wanted to apologize again…about…you know.” Kevin really did look sorry and I felt bad for being so cold to him.
“Look, Kevin, I don’t agree with your actions and I think cheating on someone is the lowest thing you can do in a relationship, but I don’t want you to have to tip-toe around me. I’m a big girl and I’ve moved on, my job requires that we work together and I like my job so I’m committed to doing that, but nothing more.”
Kevin nodded his head, sighed and left my office. I don’t really know what to think of that but I know that the possibility Kevin and I ever had available is gone and I’m okay with it now. Dean is great and I’m happier when I’m with him. I barely think of Kevin in a romantic way now and it feels good to be over him and be fully committed to Dean. Hopefully this will be the last time Kevin and I need to talk about the whole fiancée situation.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Author's Note
Hey friends!
Sorry about the lack of updates lately. I'm in college and about to go into finals week so I've been attacking a stack of papers and final assignments amidst Thanksgiving comas and a head cold. I promise that once next week comes around I'll post again.
Also, this blog was originally created for one of my classes this semester as an assignment and at the beginning I wasn't sure that I was going to continue it after my class ended, but I think I've decided to continue it. I enjoy writing and this will be a good outlet for me.
Again, I apologize whole-heartedly for the delay in posts and hope you all had a great Thanksgiving and soon to be Holiday season.
-Del
Sorry about the lack of updates lately. I'm in college and about to go into finals week so I've been attacking a stack of papers and final assignments amidst Thanksgiving comas and a head cold. I promise that once next week comes around I'll post again.
Also, this blog was originally created for one of my classes this semester as an assignment and at the beginning I wasn't sure that I was going to continue it after my class ended, but I think I've decided to continue it. I enjoy writing and this will be a good outlet for me.
Again, I apologize whole-heartedly for the delay in posts and hope you all had a great Thanksgiving and soon to be Holiday season.
-Del
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Slumber Party!
I think I finally found a replacement for Vicki (the secretary I had to fire)! Considering how difficult that position has been to fill, I was super lucky to find Janna so quickly. Janna is fluent in Spanish and English, has 5 years of experience working as a secretary, and also the best shoes I’ve ever seen. I hired her on the spot, she starts tomorrow.
George came into work today to collect his things. It was an emotional day for all of us and George was very gracious when we gave him the giant card we all signed. He thanked us, told us his wife was feeling okay, and that they were going to Rome next. George hung back and talked to Suzy, Dina, and me before he left. I thanked George for being such a great boss and gave him a hug. He looked really tired but had a positive attitude. I can’t even imagine being in his position and have such a great attitude, George really is a remarkable guy; I’m going to miss him a lot.
It was Friday so Zoey and I had our weekly dinner; we decided to go for a Mexican restaurant that recently opened near my job.
“How’s everything going in the happiness department?” Zoey asked in between tortilla chip munches.
“You know, I think I’m okay. Dean is special and I enjoy being around him. I think Kevin was just a fixation and not actually something I wanted. What about you? Anything going on in the romance department?”
“No. I thought a new temp had some potential but he’s probably gay, I mean I do work for a fashion magazine and his sense of style is a little too on point if you know what I mean.”
“Well what happened to that guy that moved in across the hall?”
“Married.”
“Lame.”
“I know, I need to get back in the game, but ever since Sean, I just…I don’t know, it hasn’t been a priority, I guess.”
Sean is Zoey’s ex-boyfriend. They were together for two years and eventually broke up because he was a workaholic and Zoey had a suspicion that he was having an affair with one of his clients. He was a personal trainer and really vain. None of us really liked him and it wasn’t until he started coming on to Elise that Zoey realized he was all wrong for her. She dumped him and hasn’t been with anyone for 6 months even though she’s pretty over him.
“What if I set you up with someone from work?”
“Well, I mean, put some feelers out, I guess, but I’m really okay being single, I can make-out with whoever I want!”
We went back to Zoey’s place and invited Elise and Anna over to watch some awesomely bad romantic comedies and sleep over. It was a great slumber party with my girls.
George came into work today to collect his things. It was an emotional day for all of us and George was very gracious when we gave him the giant card we all signed. He thanked us, told us his wife was feeling okay, and that they were going to Rome next. George hung back and talked to Suzy, Dina, and me before he left. I thanked George for being such a great boss and gave him a hug. He looked really tired but had a positive attitude. I can’t even imagine being in his position and have such a great attitude, George really is a remarkable guy; I’m going to miss him a lot.
It was Friday so Zoey and I had our weekly dinner; we decided to go for a Mexican restaurant that recently opened near my job.
“How’s everything going in the happiness department?” Zoey asked in between tortilla chip munches.
“You know, I think I’m okay. Dean is special and I enjoy being around him. I think Kevin was just a fixation and not actually something I wanted. What about you? Anything going on in the romance department?”
“No. I thought a new temp had some potential but he’s probably gay, I mean I do work for a fashion magazine and his sense of style is a little too on point if you know what I mean.”
“Well what happened to that guy that moved in across the hall?”
“Married.”
“Lame.”
“I know, I need to get back in the game, but ever since Sean, I just…I don’t know, it hasn’t been a priority, I guess.”
Sean is Zoey’s ex-boyfriend. They were together for two years and eventually broke up because he was a workaholic and Zoey had a suspicion that he was having an affair with one of his clients. He was a personal trainer and really vain. None of us really liked him and it wasn’t until he started coming on to Elise that Zoey realized he was all wrong for her. She dumped him and hasn’t been with anyone for 6 months even though she’s pretty over him.
“What if I set you up with someone from work?”
“Well, I mean, put some feelers out, I guess, but I’m really okay being single, I can make-out with whoever I want!”
We went back to Zoey’s place and invited Elise and Anna over to watch some awesomely bad romantic comedies and sleep over. It was a great slumber party with my girls.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
D+
I’ve been in a strange mood ever since Kevin told me he was engaged. I feel so betrayed. I mean, if we had gotten together and started dating like Dean and I, would he have ever told me? Part of me isn’t sure he would have which makes Kevin super shady in my book. I can’t help but wonder if he would do that to me if we were dating, which makes me feel guilty because I have a great guy and keep thinking about Kevin. Things at work have been fine, Kevin has kept everything professional and there’s no awkwardness when we have to work together. I’m a little impressed at how easily we have been able to move past our feelings for each other and not let it affect what we do. Geez, it’s like we’re adults or something!
Last night Dean met with the girls for the first time and he was great. Zoey and Anna both approve wholeheartedly and Elise is still on the Kevin bandwagon (even though I told them all he was engaged before Dean got there) because she doesn’t think Dean is as cute and dating Kevin would be so scandalous. What can I say? The girl loves a scandal. Elise did come around to him eventually and so now she’s not sure who to root for.
Dean had to leave for a class about an hour and half after he arrived and bade us all goodbye. As soon as he walked out the door the girls started in.
“He has the cutest dimples!”
“Nice ass.”
“Is Kevin really engaged?”
At the talk of Kevin I kind of withered in my seat and Zoey went to comfort me.
“What is wrong with me? I have this great guy who’s honest with me and treats me with respect. He’s ambitious and we have a great time together, but I can’t stop thinking of Kevin!” I said on the verge of tears.
Zoey looked at me and started rubbing my back while Anna started ordering doubles of our vodkas and cranberry, “He betrayed you, it’s okay to be hung up on him for awhile. And you’re right Dean is a great guy, let yourself be happy, Faith.”
At that I looked at Zoey and had an epiphany. She was right. I just don’t want myself to be happy with Dean because Kevin was this other more scandalous prospect. Dean might not be my boss but he’s a great guy and my friends like him. There are qualities I find in Dean that I wish all men had. He’s a really great catch and as soon as I just let myself enjoy the fact that he wants to be with me, the sooner my desires for Kevin will go away.
Last night Dean met with the girls for the first time and he was great. Zoey and Anna both approve wholeheartedly and Elise is still on the Kevin bandwagon (even though I told them all he was engaged before Dean got there) because she doesn’t think Dean is as cute and dating Kevin would be so scandalous. What can I say? The girl loves a scandal. Elise did come around to him eventually and so now she’s not sure who to root for.
Dean had to leave for a class about an hour and half after he arrived and bade us all goodbye. As soon as he walked out the door the girls started in.
“He has the cutest dimples!”
“Nice ass.”
“Is Kevin really engaged?”
At the talk of Kevin I kind of withered in my seat and Zoey went to comfort me.
“What is wrong with me? I have this great guy who’s honest with me and treats me with respect. He’s ambitious and we have a great time together, but I can’t stop thinking of Kevin!” I said on the verge of tears.
Zoey looked at me and started rubbing my back while Anna started ordering doubles of our vodkas and cranberry, “He betrayed you, it’s okay to be hung up on him for awhile. And you’re right Dean is a great guy, let yourself be happy, Faith.”
At that I looked at Zoey and had an epiphany. She was right. I just don’t want myself to be happy with Dean because Kevin was this other more scandalous prospect. Dean might not be my boss but he’s a great guy and my friends like him. There are qualities I find in Dean that I wish all men had. He’s a really great catch and as soon as I just let myself enjoy the fact that he wants to be with me, the sooner my desires for Kevin will go away.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
K-Bomb
For the past few days, ever since Halloween, I’ve been avoiding dealing with Kevin at work. In order to make sure I don’t run into him on my way in, I’ve been coming at 7:00am which is about an hour earlier than usual, which means the office is completely deserted. I walked in this morning and went directly to my office which is far, far away from Kevin’s and started up my computer. I had an e-mail from my mom, one from my older brother, and one from Kevin:
To: Faith
From: Kevin
Subject: I’m sorry
Faith,
My behavior on Halloween was inappropriate. I’m your boss and I overstepped our relationship. I’d like to talk to you about this when you come in, if possible. I’ll be in there when you arrive at 7:00 am.
Kevin
My face went hot when I realized that he was onto my coming in early. I sighed heavily and groaned when I heard a knock at my door, it scared me and I spilled my coffee all over myself and my desk. I spun around, drenched in coffee, to find Kevin at my door.
“I thought I’d come to you,” he said as he rushed to get something from the utility closet outside of my door to clean up the spilled coffee.
I kind of mumbled something unintelligible until he popped back into my office and began wiping up my desk.
“You don’t have to do that, I can get it,” I said grabbing some paper towels and blotting my desk and blouse.
“Look, Faith, can we talk honestly about what happened?”
“Sure,” I got up, closed my door, and offered him a seat. When he sat I looked at him and said, “I like you and I don’t regret what happened, but you’re my boss and I don’t know if I can start something with you for that reason. It seems so cliché and I don’t want it to mar the work I do here.”
“I understand where you’re coming from with that and to be honest, I don’t really know if I could date an employee of mine. But I still like you and I’d like to explore our…relationship.”
“Kevin, I think the timing is just off, I’ve just kind of started dating someone and I want to pursue a relationship with them, so…”
I trailed off and looked down at my now empty coffee cup. Kevin was quiet for awhile and I felt the tension in the room shift.
“I need to tell you something,” he said looking at the ceiling, “I’m…engaged.”
I’m pretty sure my jaw hit the floor before I started to yell.
“WHAT!?”
“It’s not what you think, let me explain.”
“Explain? Explain what? You lied to me!”
“Look, she and I have been having problems lately and I didn’t mean for my feelings for you to develop but they did and now I don’t know what to do. I think I want to be with you more. We have this great chemistry together and we have a lot more in common than Hannah and I.” I cringed at her name and felt bad for her at the same time.
“As far as I’m concerned, you are and will only ever be my boss. Go back to your fiancée, if you don’t want to be with her, why don’t you just be a man and break it off? I won’t be a side-story to your real life, I think it’s time you left my office.”
By the time I had finished I was seething and resolutely turned my back on Kevin until I heard him leave.
I left work early to change and decided to take the rest of the day off. I called Dean and asked him if he could meet me for dinner or something and he agreed. He sensed that there was something wrong but I blew it off and decided to make dinner for the both of us. I also wanted to look damn hot for him. I put on this slinky black halter dress and a pearl necklace and finished it off with some 4 inch black sling backs. By the time he arrived I was feeling better about choosing him over Kevin before he dropped the engagement bomb.
“Mmmm, something smells really good,” Dean said as he walked into my apartment.
“It’s four cheese baked ziti and garlic bread. We’ll see if it’s better than your mom’s cooking.”
“I’ll accept the tasting challenge,” He wrapped his arms around me and from behind and smelled my hair, “You smell like coffee.”
I smiled and pulled him onto the couch for a quick make-out session before dinner. When we were done eating he decided that my four cheese ravioli was definitely the best he ever had…after confessing that his mother has never made it, so I guess I won on default.
After dinner it was snuggle time and he was playing with my hair, I had kicked off my shoes and pulled up my skirt a little, “Are you sure nothing’s wrong?” he said it quietly and kissed my forehead.
“Yeah, it’s just a work thing. My boss…he’s kind of a jerk.” I wanted to change the subject as fast as possible. I mean…talking about your almost boyfriend having a fiancée and being pissed off about it isn’t exactly something you talk about with your actual boyfriend, right?
“But I know something you can do to put me in a better mood…” I started unbuttoning his shirt which seemed to distract his attention, he started kissing my neck and lifting my skirt up. Pretty soon we were half-undressed and he picked me up and carried me to my bedroom to finish what I had started.
To: Faith
From: Kevin
Subject: I’m sorry
Faith,
My behavior on Halloween was inappropriate. I’m your boss and I overstepped our relationship. I’d like to talk to you about this when you come in, if possible. I’ll be in there when you arrive at 7:00 am.
Kevin
My face went hot when I realized that he was onto my coming in early. I sighed heavily and groaned when I heard a knock at my door, it scared me and I spilled my coffee all over myself and my desk. I spun around, drenched in coffee, to find Kevin at my door.
“I thought I’d come to you,” he said as he rushed to get something from the utility closet outside of my door to clean up the spilled coffee.
I kind of mumbled something unintelligible until he popped back into my office and began wiping up my desk.
“You don’t have to do that, I can get it,” I said grabbing some paper towels and blotting my desk and blouse.
“Look, Faith, can we talk honestly about what happened?”
“Sure,” I got up, closed my door, and offered him a seat. When he sat I looked at him and said, “I like you and I don’t regret what happened, but you’re my boss and I don’t know if I can start something with you for that reason. It seems so cliché and I don’t want it to mar the work I do here.”
“I understand where you’re coming from with that and to be honest, I don’t really know if I could date an employee of mine. But I still like you and I’d like to explore our…relationship.”
“Kevin, I think the timing is just off, I’ve just kind of started dating someone and I want to pursue a relationship with them, so…”
I trailed off and looked down at my now empty coffee cup. Kevin was quiet for awhile and I felt the tension in the room shift.
“I need to tell you something,” he said looking at the ceiling, “I’m…engaged.”
I’m pretty sure my jaw hit the floor before I started to yell.
“WHAT!?”
“It’s not what you think, let me explain.”
“Explain? Explain what? You lied to me!”
“Look, she and I have been having problems lately and I didn’t mean for my feelings for you to develop but they did and now I don’t know what to do. I think I want to be with you more. We have this great chemistry together and we have a lot more in common than Hannah and I.” I cringed at her name and felt bad for her at the same time.
“As far as I’m concerned, you are and will only ever be my boss. Go back to your fiancée, if you don’t want to be with her, why don’t you just be a man and break it off? I won’t be a side-story to your real life, I think it’s time you left my office.”
By the time I had finished I was seething and resolutely turned my back on Kevin until I heard him leave.
I left work early to change and decided to take the rest of the day off. I called Dean and asked him if he could meet me for dinner or something and he agreed. He sensed that there was something wrong but I blew it off and decided to make dinner for the both of us. I also wanted to look damn hot for him. I put on this slinky black halter dress and a pearl necklace and finished it off with some 4 inch black sling backs. By the time he arrived I was feeling better about choosing him over Kevin before he dropped the engagement bomb.
“Mmmm, something smells really good,” Dean said as he walked into my apartment.
“It’s four cheese baked ziti and garlic bread. We’ll see if it’s better than your mom’s cooking.”
“I’ll accept the tasting challenge,” He wrapped his arms around me and from behind and smelled my hair, “You smell like coffee.”
I smiled and pulled him onto the couch for a quick make-out session before dinner. When we were done eating he decided that my four cheese ravioli was definitely the best he ever had…after confessing that his mother has never made it, so I guess I won on default.
After dinner it was snuggle time and he was playing with my hair, I had kicked off my shoes and pulled up my skirt a little, “Are you sure nothing’s wrong?” he said it quietly and kissed my forehead.
“Yeah, it’s just a work thing. My boss…he’s kind of a jerk.” I wanted to change the subject as fast as possible. I mean…talking about your almost boyfriend having a fiancée and being pissed off about it isn’t exactly something you talk about with your actual boyfriend, right?
“But I know something you can do to put me in a better mood…” I started unbuttoning his shirt which seemed to distract his attention, he started kissing my neck and lifting my skirt up. Pretty soon we were half-undressed and he picked me up and carried me to my bedroom to finish what I had started.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Third Time's The Charm
Dean and I went on our third date tonight (The second one was pretty average as far as dates go; dinner and a movie with some heavy making out afterwards). He picked me up and we went to a ballroom dancing class. I was really excited because no one I’d ever dated before had wanted to do something like that and I thought it would be something fun to learn. The teacher was an old Russian woman who decided to use Dean as her partner to show the class the steps for each dance and with every example her hands kept getting lower and lower. Dean turned bright red and was relieved when we were allowed to couple up again and try everything.
“Looks like someone has a little crush on you,” I said giggling.
“Yeah, yeah, watch it missy or I’m going to have show you some real dance moves.”
“That sounds more fun than threatening.”
We stopped at a small café on our way to my apartment and decided to sit on a bench outside with our coffees.
“I’d really like you to meet my friends,” I blurted out during a comfortable silence.
For awhile Dean didn’t say anything and I thought it may have been too soon to spring that on him. I just like him so much that I want him to be in my life more, besides I wanted the girls’ opinions.
“I’m free on Saturday,” he said with a grin, “I’m afraid I don’t have a lot of friends for you to meet, my family are mostly who my friends are and it’s probably too soon for that anyway. But yes, I’d love to meet your friends.”
I was relieved by his answer and we began walking back to my apartment. When we got to my building I invited him up and he gladly followed. Basically everything that happened after that was a blur and we both ended up naked in my bed panting. He’s really good with those other dance moves after all.
“Looks like someone has a little crush on you,” I said giggling.
“Yeah, yeah, watch it missy or I’m going to have show you some real dance moves.”
“That sounds more fun than threatening.”
We stopped at a small café on our way to my apartment and decided to sit on a bench outside with our coffees.
“I’d really like you to meet my friends,” I blurted out during a comfortable silence.
For awhile Dean didn’t say anything and I thought it may have been too soon to spring that on him. I just like him so much that I want him to be in my life more, besides I wanted the girls’ opinions.
“I’m free on Saturday,” he said with a grin, “I’m afraid I don’t have a lot of friends for you to meet, my family are mostly who my friends are and it’s probably too soon for that anyway. But yes, I’d love to meet your friends.”
I was relieved by his answer and we began walking back to my apartment. When we got to my building I invited him up and he gladly followed. Basically everything that happened after that was a blur and we both ended up naked in my bed panting. He’s really good with those other dance moves after all.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Win Me Over With Cheesecake
My date with Dean was on Sunday and I thought about cancelling based on what had happened after the Halloween party with Kevin. I decided to go anyway because I’m not in a relationship with Kevin and shouldn’t have to reschedule my life based on a kiss that might not mean anything.
Anyway, I arrived at the bookstore Dean and I met at early and decided to order a hot chocolate while I waited for him. He arrived with his red hair mussed and hanging in over his brown eyes and started to scan the bookstore. I waved him over and he sat down. We started with small talk and he ordered a piece of cheesecake for us to share and a coffee for himself. I’m pretty sure I fell in love when he chose the triple chocolate fudge cheesecake.
“Did you do anything special for Halloween?” I asked munching on a bit of cheesecake.
“Yeah, I did a trick-or-treating thing at my church. It was pretty fun to see all the kids dressed up. I think that’s why I like Halloween so much,” he said smiling.
“Is it your favorite Holiday?”
“No, I think I like Thanksgiving more. My mom’s home-cooking blows all competition out of the water. Plus I love getting together with all my siblings around the table and just spending time with my family while eating way too much food you know? What about you, what’s your favorite holiday?”
“I’m a fan of Christmas myself,” I said,” I really like the decorations and I it’s usually the longest vacation time I get, too. There’s something so cozy about spending Christmas with my family that I really like.”
We started to roam about the bookstore to work off that cheesecake (ha!) and I noticed that we have a lot of the same interest in reading materials. I bought a few books and thought that we should take a walk through the park across the street.
He offered to hold my bag full of books and then held my hand as we walked. I learned that Dean has a lot of siblings, he has four brothers and three sisters for a total of seven siblings (8 kids if you count Dean). His brothers seem pretty eclectic, one is a police officer, another is an artist, and the other two run a pretty successful bar together downtown. His sisters seem just as interesting, one is an elementary school teacher, another is a stay at home mom, and the last is still in high school and has recently gotten into the “goth” scene much to Dean’s parents’ dismay.
“So what do you do?”
“I’m an HR rep for a mid-size newspaper in the city, what about you?”
“I guess you could say that I study theology with a focus on Catholicism.”
“Are you still in school?”
“No, I graduated college awhile ago, I’m kind of in a master’s degree program now.”
“Oh, wow, that’s cool. That’s pretty intense, I wasn’t cut out for grad school.”
Dean dropped me off at my apartment and we made plans for later this week. He kissed my cheek as we said goodbye which I thought was really sweet. Kevin who?
Anyway, I arrived at the bookstore Dean and I met at early and decided to order a hot chocolate while I waited for him. He arrived with his red hair mussed and hanging in over his brown eyes and started to scan the bookstore. I waved him over and he sat down. We started with small talk and he ordered a piece of cheesecake for us to share and a coffee for himself. I’m pretty sure I fell in love when he chose the triple chocolate fudge cheesecake.
“Did you do anything special for Halloween?” I asked munching on a bit of cheesecake.
“Yeah, I did a trick-or-treating thing at my church. It was pretty fun to see all the kids dressed up. I think that’s why I like Halloween so much,” he said smiling.
“Is it your favorite Holiday?”
“No, I think I like Thanksgiving more. My mom’s home-cooking blows all competition out of the water. Plus I love getting together with all my siblings around the table and just spending time with my family while eating way too much food you know? What about you, what’s your favorite holiday?”
“I’m a fan of Christmas myself,” I said,” I really like the decorations and I it’s usually the longest vacation time I get, too. There’s something so cozy about spending Christmas with my family that I really like.”
We started to roam about the bookstore to work off that cheesecake (ha!) and I noticed that we have a lot of the same interest in reading materials. I bought a few books and thought that we should take a walk through the park across the street.
He offered to hold my bag full of books and then held my hand as we walked. I learned that Dean has a lot of siblings, he has four brothers and three sisters for a total of seven siblings (8 kids if you count Dean). His brothers seem pretty eclectic, one is a police officer, another is an artist, and the other two run a pretty successful bar together downtown. His sisters seem just as interesting, one is an elementary school teacher, another is a stay at home mom, and the last is still in high school and has recently gotten into the “goth” scene much to Dean’s parents’ dismay.
“So what do you do?”
“I’m an HR rep for a mid-size newspaper in the city, what about you?”
“I guess you could say that I study theology with a focus on Catholicism.”
“Are you still in school?”
“No, I graduated college awhile ago, I’m kind of in a master’s degree program now.”
“Oh, wow, that’s cool. That’s pretty intense, I wasn’t cut out for grad school.”
Dean dropped me off at my apartment and we made plans for later this week. He kissed my cheek as we said goodbye which I thought was really sweet. Kevin who?
Halloween Spectacular!
Tonight was our paper’s annual Halloween party. The HR department was responsible for throwing it together so I showed up early to start spreading out refreshments and decorations with Corey and Paula, our HR interns. Once everyone started to show up I changed into my pumpkin costume and went to seek out Dina and Suzy.
“Hey guys, nice costumes!” I said as I saw my two friends. Suzy was dressed as cat woman and Dina was dressed as Elphaba from the musical (and book) Wicked complete with green skin and bright red lipstick. They enjoyed my costume as well and we talked about the new theories surrounding George’s resignation.
“So Hector’s been hearing all sorts of gossip in the mail room and he told me that Kevin was hand-picked by George to take his place, so at least we’re in good hands, right? Anyway he also found out that George recently joined a gym and is dating a supermodel-“Suzy started going into more detail before I had to stop her.
“Suzy. Stop. George join a gym? The man had a cheeseburger everyday for lunch and was proud of it! Dating a supermodel? I doubt it; he only ever had eyes for his wife. I think Hector’s “facts” need to be scrutinized before all these rumors about George get out of control.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right, that doesn’t sound like George. But neither does him leaving without telling anyone why.”
Dina agreed and I looked at both of them, “You said he chose Kevin himself right?”
“Yeah.”
“So I’ll ask Kevin about it.”
Before they could stop me I turned around and started looking for him in the crowd. I saw him a few moments later and smiled, his costume was great. I waved and walked over to him.
“Hey Kevin, Happy Halloween, oh by the way do you have any idea why George left? I mean don’t get me wrong, we’re all real glad you’re part of the team, but George didn’t tell any of us he was leaving and I think we all deserve to know.”
He smiled and cocked his head, “Wow, you get right to the point don’t you, Faith?”
“I’m sorry I’m coming off as rude, but there’s all these rumors about George going around the office, really ridiculous ones, and I don’t think George deserves it, do you?”
“Well, no, I guess not. Okay, then. George’s wife was diagnosed with cancer again so he decided to quit working and travel with her before she gets too sick. It’s terminal, they gave her a year.”
When Kevin stopped talking I looked around and noticed that everyone around us was listening and taking in the news. Suddenly Dina’s voice came from the crowd.
“Why didn’t he tell us, though? He knew we all would have supported him.” Her statement was met with vigorous nods from the rest of the staff.
“George is coming back to collect his things in a few weeks, he and his wife are on a cruise in the Mediterranean right now. He was going to tell you all when he got back. They left the day I was introduced to you all. It was all very last minute. I’m sorry you were all so concerned but I felt this news should come from George.”
The crowd broke their focus from him to talk about George’s situation and I was left alone to talk with Kevin.
“Um, I’m sorry, my concern for George got the best of me, I just wanted to know that he was okay,” I said looking down at my feet.
“It’s fine, really. I was going to make an announcement on Monday about it. I’ve been hearing the rumors, too, and you were right; George doesn’t deserve the gossiping with everything he’s going through. I’m glad that this happened actually, it saves me a mass e-mail and all-staff meeting.” He smiled and I blushed.
When the party was done and the interns and I began cleaning up, I noticed that Kevin stayed to help too. When we were done he offered to give the interns and me a ride back to our apartments because it had started to rain. The three of us said yes and we piled into his car. Corey and Paula made small talk with Kevin while he drove. He dropped them off first. When we were alone he looked at me and smiled.
“I like your costume,” he said, “It’s very original.” I laughed at this and complimented his in return.
When we reached my apartment he got out and opened the door for me, I looked at him for a moment before I thanked him for the ride. I began walking up the stoop to my apartment building when he called my name. I turned around.
“Yes?”
“Could…Would it be….I’d really…” he stopped talking and walked toward me and held my hand. Then he kissed me and things became very heated. We disconnected from each other when a gaggle of children trick-or-treating walked by. We smiled at each other and started laughing. He said good night and I watched him walk away in his ridiculous pumpkin costume. Mine was way better.
“Hey guys, nice costumes!” I said as I saw my two friends. Suzy was dressed as cat woman and Dina was dressed as Elphaba from the musical (and book) Wicked complete with green skin and bright red lipstick. They enjoyed my costume as well and we talked about the new theories surrounding George’s resignation.
“So Hector’s been hearing all sorts of gossip in the mail room and he told me that Kevin was hand-picked by George to take his place, so at least we’re in good hands, right? Anyway he also found out that George recently joined a gym and is dating a supermodel-“Suzy started going into more detail before I had to stop her.
“Suzy. Stop. George join a gym? The man had a cheeseburger everyday for lunch and was proud of it! Dating a supermodel? I doubt it; he only ever had eyes for his wife. I think Hector’s “facts” need to be scrutinized before all these rumors about George get out of control.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right, that doesn’t sound like George. But neither does him leaving without telling anyone why.”
Dina agreed and I looked at both of them, “You said he chose Kevin himself right?”
“Yeah.”
“So I’ll ask Kevin about it.”
Before they could stop me I turned around and started looking for him in the crowd. I saw him a few moments later and smiled, his costume was great. I waved and walked over to him.
“Hey Kevin, Happy Halloween, oh by the way do you have any idea why George left? I mean don’t get me wrong, we’re all real glad you’re part of the team, but George didn’t tell any of us he was leaving and I think we all deserve to know.”
He smiled and cocked his head, “Wow, you get right to the point don’t you, Faith?”
“I’m sorry I’m coming off as rude, but there’s all these rumors about George going around the office, really ridiculous ones, and I don’t think George deserves it, do you?”
“Well, no, I guess not. Okay, then. George’s wife was diagnosed with cancer again so he decided to quit working and travel with her before she gets too sick. It’s terminal, they gave her a year.”
When Kevin stopped talking I looked around and noticed that everyone around us was listening and taking in the news. Suddenly Dina’s voice came from the crowd.
“Why didn’t he tell us, though? He knew we all would have supported him.” Her statement was met with vigorous nods from the rest of the staff.
“George is coming back to collect his things in a few weeks, he and his wife are on a cruise in the Mediterranean right now. He was going to tell you all when he got back. They left the day I was introduced to you all. It was all very last minute. I’m sorry you were all so concerned but I felt this news should come from George.”
The crowd broke their focus from him to talk about George’s situation and I was left alone to talk with Kevin.
“Um, I’m sorry, my concern for George got the best of me, I just wanted to know that he was okay,” I said looking down at my feet.
“It’s fine, really. I was going to make an announcement on Monday about it. I’ve been hearing the rumors, too, and you were right; George doesn’t deserve the gossiping with everything he’s going through. I’m glad that this happened actually, it saves me a mass e-mail and all-staff meeting.” He smiled and I blushed.
When the party was done and the interns and I began cleaning up, I noticed that Kevin stayed to help too. When we were done he offered to give the interns and me a ride back to our apartments because it had started to rain. The three of us said yes and we piled into his car. Corey and Paula made small talk with Kevin while he drove. He dropped them off first. When we were alone he looked at me and smiled.
“I like your costume,” he said, “It’s very original.” I laughed at this and complimented his in return.
When we reached my apartment he got out and opened the door for me, I looked at him for a moment before I thanked him for the ride. I began walking up the stoop to my apartment building when he called my name. I turned around.
“Yes?”
“Could…Would it be….I’d really…” he stopped talking and walked toward me and held my hand. Then he kissed me and things became very heated. We disconnected from each other when a gaggle of children trick-or-treating walked by. We smiled at each other and started laughing. He said good night and I watched him walk away in his ridiculous pumpkin costume. Mine was way better.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Shopping Around
Zoey, Elise, Anna, and I went shopping on Friday and it was definitely a spontaneous adventure. Instead of going to our usual places we decided to try some funky costume shops downtown for our work-related Halloween parties. I tried on several different costumes and decided on the subtle pumpkin mini bubble dress with green heels and green and white striped tights while Zoey went for a sexy cat costume that accentuated her cleavage. Anna decided on a toned down witch costume as Theo’s hospital was hosting a trick-or-treating benefit for children with cancer and she wanted to look appropriate and Elise decided on the sexiest costume of the four; a show girl costume complete with g-string, 8-inch bedazzled heels, a pretty intense feathered head dress, and pasties with red tassels. I use the term “costume” loosely, but if you’ve got a body like Elise, I guess you’re going to rock it. Elise’s costume wasn’t for a work-related party anyway.
We stopped for lunch in a really cute café and ordered some cinnamon cookies and hot apple cider. I told them about what happened with Kevin and my date with Dean while we waited.
“He’s cute, you know, it was sweet when he asked me for my phone number.”
“Screw Dean, I want to hear about Kevin some more! I saw him at the bar; you should snatch him up while he’s still on the market!” Elise said.
I blushed and shushed her. “He’s my boss Elise, I can’t just date him, it would be inappropriate and awkward.”
We moved on to less complicated subjects and Elise told us about Redford, the male model she went out with last week.
“What did you guys do on your date?” Zoey asked.
“Uh…well…we were going to go see an art gallery, but, uh…we decided to do something else,” Elise started to stammer and turned bright red.
“So how was the sex?” Zoey smiled and raised an eye brow.
“AMAZING! I think he’s definitely in the top 5,” Elise started to giggle.
After we finished our cookies and cider we decided to go to a few more stores and call it a day. When I got home I started thinking about what Elise said about Kevin. I don’t think I’d want to date someone I work with, let alone my boss, but he really is cute and I think we have a lot of chemistry. Plus…he’s a great kisser. It’ll be interesting to see what his costume is for the party tomorrow night.
We stopped for lunch in a really cute café and ordered some cinnamon cookies and hot apple cider. I told them about what happened with Kevin and my date with Dean while we waited.
“He’s cute, you know, it was sweet when he asked me for my phone number.”
“Screw Dean, I want to hear about Kevin some more! I saw him at the bar; you should snatch him up while he’s still on the market!” Elise said.
I blushed and shushed her. “He’s my boss Elise, I can’t just date him, it would be inappropriate and awkward.”
We moved on to less complicated subjects and Elise told us about Redford, the male model she went out with last week.
“What did you guys do on your date?” Zoey asked.
“Uh…well…we were going to go see an art gallery, but, uh…we decided to do something else,” Elise started to stammer and turned bright red.
“So how was the sex?” Zoey smiled and raised an eye brow.
“AMAZING! I think he’s definitely in the top 5,” Elise started to giggle.
After we finished our cookies and cider we decided to go to a few more stores and call it a day. When I got home I started thinking about what Elise said about Kevin. I don’t think I’d want to date someone I work with, let alone my boss, but he really is cute and I think we have a lot of chemistry. Plus…he’s a great kisser. It’ll be interesting to see what his costume is for the party tomorrow night.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
The Replacements
The next day at work I had a full day planned and wasn’t entirely looking forward to it. Since Vicki was let go I had to start scheduling interviews with potential candidates to fill her position. Finding Vicki was a chore by itself and I celebrated after I hired her. I knew that it would be a long day so when I got to work and checked my e-mail, I realized it was probably going to be a lot worse than I had expected.
I had an e-mail from Kevin asking me to meet with him in his office when I got in. I grabbed my cup of coffee, took a deep breath, and prepared myself for one of the most awkward situations I expected to ever have in my life (and considering that I had to have a conversation with two people about how they were being fired for having sex on our copy paper last week, that’s saying something, right?).
I timidly knocked on the door and waited for Kevin’s invitation.
“Come in.”
“Hey, Kevin, I just got your e-mail. What would you like to talk about?”
“Uh, well….I just wanted to put it out there that I really don’t want you to have to feel awkward or self-conscious about what happened the other night. I mean we were two complete strangers and I’m prepared to be completely professional about it and not let it affect my perceptio nof you or your work.”
“Uh...well I guess this means I’m off the hook for having to call you?” I said trying to break the tension. He laughed, shook his head and thanked me for my time.
Finally my mind was at ease and I walked back to my office with a different outlook for the day. I had three interviews to take care of and the first one wasn’t due for about an hour, so I stopped by to talk with Dina and Suzy. They were in their shared office talking about George’s mysterious exit from the paper. Suzy is the Entertainment writer for the Newspaper and Dina’s job is to help research and investigate source tips that come in.
“Hello ladies.”
“Faith, you’ll never guess what the new theory running around the office is,” Suzy loves to hear about all the office gossip which makes her job as our Entertainment writer more fitting.
“Yeah, it’s a doozy,” Dina wasn’t as much into the gossip, but she worked with George fairly closely and much longer than most of us so she was avidly trying to figure out why he left too.
“No one’s been able to get a hold of him or his wife but Hector, the blonde guy who works in the mail room, said that George was at the grocery store and had a sparse amount of groceries in his cart. Based on the contents: A jar of pickles, microwaveable pizza, and beer; we have come to the conclusion that his wife has left him,” Suzy finished with a glance over to Dina and a head nod.
“Well, “ I began, “That’s really unfortunate….if it’s true. He probably just needs some time to deal with whatever is going on, I’m sure it’ll turn out okay for him. Anyway I just came from Kevin’s-“
“OH! You’re so lucky! Isn’t he super hot? His eyes are gorgeous and he has a great smile,” Suzy always did have a flair for judging our male employees. I smiled and looked at Dina, who heartily agreed and bragged about getting to send more time with him than Suzy. I bid my friends adieu and went to prepare for my interviews.
Unfortunately, none of the potential secretary candidates fit the credentials:
The first one was a young teenage boy with facial tattoos and an affinity for vulgar words, the second was a woman who brought her very old and nervous dog with her, and the third was an older gentleman who used his entire interview to compliment my breasts.
On my way home from work I stopped by a bookstore and noticed a guy checking me out from one of the opposite aisles. I smiled and went to purchase my book when he came up to me and introduced himself. His name is Dean and he seemed really sweet, I gave him my phone number and we decided to get some coffee this weekend. I’m really looking forward to this weekend, now, first shopping with my friends and then a date. This day went a lot better than I thought.
I had an e-mail from Kevin asking me to meet with him in his office when I got in. I grabbed my cup of coffee, took a deep breath, and prepared myself for one of the most awkward situations I expected to ever have in my life (and considering that I had to have a conversation with two people about how they were being fired for having sex on our copy paper last week, that’s saying something, right?).
I timidly knocked on the door and waited for Kevin’s invitation.
“Come in.”
“Hey, Kevin, I just got your e-mail. What would you like to talk about?”
“Uh, well….I just wanted to put it out there that I really don’t want you to have to feel awkward or self-conscious about what happened the other night. I mean we were two complete strangers and I’m prepared to be completely professional about it and not let it affect my perceptio nof you or your work.”
“Uh...well I guess this means I’m off the hook for having to call you?” I said trying to break the tension. He laughed, shook his head and thanked me for my time.
Finally my mind was at ease and I walked back to my office with a different outlook for the day. I had three interviews to take care of and the first one wasn’t due for about an hour, so I stopped by to talk with Dina and Suzy. They were in their shared office talking about George’s mysterious exit from the paper. Suzy is the Entertainment writer for the Newspaper and Dina’s job is to help research and investigate source tips that come in.
“Hello ladies.”
“Faith, you’ll never guess what the new theory running around the office is,” Suzy loves to hear about all the office gossip which makes her job as our Entertainment writer more fitting.
“Yeah, it’s a doozy,” Dina wasn’t as much into the gossip, but she worked with George fairly closely and much longer than most of us so she was avidly trying to figure out why he left too.
“No one’s been able to get a hold of him or his wife but Hector, the blonde guy who works in the mail room, said that George was at the grocery store and had a sparse amount of groceries in his cart. Based on the contents: A jar of pickles, microwaveable pizza, and beer; we have come to the conclusion that his wife has left him,” Suzy finished with a glance over to Dina and a head nod.
“Well, “ I began, “That’s really unfortunate….if it’s true. He probably just needs some time to deal with whatever is going on, I’m sure it’ll turn out okay for him. Anyway I just came from Kevin’s-“
“OH! You’re so lucky! Isn’t he super hot? His eyes are gorgeous and he has a great smile,” Suzy always did have a flair for judging our male employees. I smiled and looked at Dina, who heartily agreed and bragged about getting to send more time with him than Suzy. I bid my friends adieu and went to prepare for my interviews.
Unfortunately, none of the potential secretary candidates fit the credentials:
The first one was a young teenage boy with facial tattoos and an affinity for vulgar words, the second was a woman who brought her very old and nervous dog with her, and the third was an older gentleman who used his entire interview to compliment my breasts.
On my way home from work I stopped by a bookstore and noticed a guy checking me out from one of the opposite aisles. I smiled and went to purchase my book when he came up to me and introduced himself. His name is Dean and he seemed really sweet, I gave him my phone number and we decided to get some coffee this weekend. I’m really looking forward to this weekend, now, first shopping with my friends and then a date. This day went a lot better than I thought.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Meetings
Today at work we had a meeting with everyone on staff, I immediately cringed and began expecting mass firings. Everyone was going nuts about whether they would get to keep their jobs all last week when the rumors started and at the meeting the mood was full of anxiety and worry.
The head of the sponsor-board for the newspaper walked into the room (all major decisions are voted on by the board because they provide the money that keeps the paper alive) and everyone suddenly became silent with his entrance.
“Good morning everyone, as some of you may have heard changes have been planned for our newspaper, changes that will hopefully take it to the next level. George has stepped down as Editor-in-chief due to personal issues and we have his replacement here to meet with all of you. Ladies and Gentlemen: This is Kevin . He starts tomorrow.”
A dark haired man walked into the room and I immediately blushed and looked for a way out of the room. It was the guy I’d made out with the night before! At least I knew his name now.
All the employees spent the next half hour drinking coffee and eating the fruit platters catered by one of the local restaurants and mingling. Of course, the point of this meeting turned meet-and-greet was to get to know Kevin but everyone was really trying to figure out why George had left. Suzy and Dina were talking to me about it with a mixture of confusion over George and relief over still having their jobs.
“Do you think his wife has cancer again?” Suzy said with an air of concern.
“No,” I said, “I have no idea why he left, he seemed perfectly fine when I spoke with him yesterday.”
After a few more theories about why George left I thought I should introduce myself to Kevin more, uh, professionally and sidled over.
“Hi, I’m Faith, I’m your head of HR, welcome to our paper,” I said as I extended my hand.
“Hey, Faith, it’s nice to see you again, I’m Kevin,” he smiled and shook my hand and we awkwardly tried to make small talk until the meeting ended.
This should be interesting.
The head of the sponsor-board for the newspaper walked into the room (all major decisions are voted on by the board because they provide the money that keeps the paper alive) and everyone suddenly became silent with his entrance.
“Good morning everyone, as some of you may have heard changes have been planned for our newspaper, changes that will hopefully take it to the next level. George has stepped down as Editor-in-chief due to personal issues and we have his replacement here to meet with all of you. Ladies and Gentlemen: This is Kevin . He starts tomorrow.”
A dark haired man walked into the room and I immediately blushed and looked for a way out of the room. It was the guy I’d made out with the night before! At least I knew his name now.
All the employees spent the next half hour drinking coffee and eating the fruit platters catered by one of the local restaurants and mingling. Of course, the point of this meeting turned meet-and-greet was to get to know Kevin but everyone was really trying to figure out why George had left. Suzy and Dina were talking to me about it with a mixture of confusion over George and relief over still having their jobs.
“Do you think his wife has cancer again?” Suzy said with an air of concern.
“No,” I said, “I have no idea why he left, he seemed perfectly fine when I spoke with him yesterday.”
After a few more theories about why George left I thought I should introduce myself to Kevin more, uh, professionally and sidled over.
“Hi, I’m Faith, I’m your head of HR, welcome to our paper,” I said as I extended my hand.
“Hey, Faith, it’s nice to see you again, I’m Kevin,” he smiled and shook my hand and we awkwardly tried to make small talk until the meeting ended.
This should be interesting.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Girls Night Out
After my horrible week at work, Zoey decided to arrange for a girls’ night out with all of our friends. I met Anna, Elise, and Zoey at one of our most favorite Italian restaurants for dinner.
“It’s been awhile, guys, we should do this more often,” Elise said as she started munching on the free garlic bread. We all agreed and made sure to make some more time next week to go shopping.
I didn’t want to talk about work but inevitably started to talk about the rumors going around the water cooler.
“I think there are going to be mass lay-offs with the paper.” I said, looking down at the tablecloth.
“Why? Your paper is only one of the few that haven’t experienced huge losses,” Zoey said as she poured some more wine for Anna.
“I know, but the head honchos have been asking for a ton of employee files lately and they don’t normally do that unless it’s time for the annual evaluations. We finished those a few weeks ago so this isn’t a very good sign."
“Well, maybe they just want to make sure everyone is on their toes. It doesn’t necessarily mean that they’re going to start cutting a ton of jobs. Besides there aren’t a lot of non-essential people, right?” Anna said as she touched my shoulder.
“I guess you’re right, but something’s going down. If it’s not a large amount of lay-offs I don’t really know what they have planned.” Just then our food came and we started discussing Elise’s last modeling job over lasagna and cheese ravioli.
Elise works as a model for one of the agencies here and always has the funniest stories about the male models she works with. She has blonde hair and a model’s physique, but she doesn’t do anything for it. She could eat a fried horse and lose weight. We’re all only a little jealous. Okay, maybe a lot. Anyway, Elise dates a lot of male models too and generally has a lot of ex-boyfriends because of it. She tends to date the wrong kind of guy, but we love her anyway.
“..So then this male model, his name is Redford by the way, took off his shirt and asked for my phone number, cause that doesn’t say ‘I’m full of myself’.” Elise was gushing about how hot he was and totally stuck up.
“So did he call?” Zoey said with a smirk, already knowing the answer.
“Uh, we’re going out tomorrow night…” out entire table started laughing, getting disgruntled stares from other diners.
We decided to leave the restaurant and go to a bar down the street to dance and catch-up over drinks. After we ordered we grabbed a booth near the back and Anna started talking about work. Anna is the nicest person I know. We went to college together with Zoey and she works at the same magazine as her as the fashion director. She married Theo about two years ago and he works as a doctor. They met in college and are so ridiculously cute together that Elise, Zoey, and I always sigh and giggle and wish we could find someone like Theo. Anna has brown hair and the most perfect dimples you could ever imagine. She’s not into fashion as much as Zoey is but often has better clothes because she decides what stock the magazine should keep or “get rid of” (which actually means: give to Anna). She shares in the wealth, though, my wardrobe is about 45% of designer clothing just from Anna.
“Yeah, they’re probably going to ask us to clear out some space for next season, soon, so I’ll keep my eye out for you guys and let you know what I’m able to take from wardrobe. I have a big announcement, too.” Anna said looking at us all, “Theo and I have decided that we’re going to start trying for a baby.”
Congratulations and hugs went all around, Anna said that they’ve been trying for a few weeks and nothing has come of it, but she’s hopeful. Anna will make such a great mom. After catching-up for about an hour I decided to strut my stuff on the dance floor. By that point I was a little tipsy and dancing with a random guy I pulled onto the dance floor.
Overall, it was a fun night and I’m really excited to go shopping with my girls next week, it’s been so long. Oh, and it might have been a little more fun than I had anticipated considering that I made out with that random guy for about 30 minutes before Zoey pulled me off and took me home.
“It’s been awhile, guys, we should do this more often,” Elise said as she started munching on the free garlic bread. We all agreed and made sure to make some more time next week to go shopping.
I didn’t want to talk about work but inevitably started to talk about the rumors going around the water cooler.
“I think there are going to be mass lay-offs with the paper.” I said, looking down at the tablecloth.
“Why? Your paper is only one of the few that haven’t experienced huge losses,” Zoey said as she poured some more wine for Anna.
“I know, but the head honchos have been asking for a ton of employee files lately and they don’t normally do that unless it’s time for the annual evaluations. We finished those a few weeks ago so this isn’t a very good sign."
“Well, maybe they just want to make sure everyone is on their toes. It doesn’t necessarily mean that they’re going to start cutting a ton of jobs. Besides there aren’t a lot of non-essential people, right?” Anna said as she touched my shoulder.
“I guess you’re right, but something’s going down. If it’s not a large amount of lay-offs I don’t really know what they have planned.” Just then our food came and we started discussing Elise’s last modeling job over lasagna and cheese ravioli.
Elise works as a model for one of the agencies here and always has the funniest stories about the male models she works with. She has blonde hair and a model’s physique, but she doesn’t do anything for it. She could eat a fried horse and lose weight. We’re all only a little jealous. Okay, maybe a lot. Anyway, Elise dates a lot of male models too and generally has a lot of ex-boyfriends because of it. She tends to date the wrong kind of guy, but we love her anyway.
“..So then this male model, his name is Redford by the way, took off his shirt and asked for my phone number, cause that doesn’t say ‘I’m full of myself’.” Elise was gushing about how hot he was and totally stuck up.
“So did he call?” Zoey said with a smirk, already knowing the answer.
“Uh, we’re going out tomorrow night…” out entire table started laughing, getting disgruntled stares from other diners.
We decided to leave the restaurant and go to a bar down the street to dance and catch-up over drinks. After we ordered we grabbed a booth near the back and Anna started talking about work. Anna is the nicest person I know. We went to college together with Zoey and she works at the same magazine as her as the fashion director. She married Theo about two years ago and he works as a doctor. They met in college and are so ridiculously cute together that Elise, Zoey, and I always sigh and giggle and wish we could find someone like Theo. Anna has brown hair and the most perfect dimples you could ever imagine. She’s not into fashion as much as Zoey is but often has better clothes because she decides what stock the magazine should keep or “get rid of” (which actually means: give to Anna). She shares in the wealth, though, my wardrobe is about 45% of designer clothing just from Anna.
“Yeah, they’re probably going to ask us to clear out some space for next season, soon, so I’ll keep my eye out for you guys and let you know what I’m able to take from wardrobe. I have a big announcement, too.” Anna said looking at us all, “Theo and I have decided that we’re going to start trying for a baby.”
Congratulations and hugs went all around, Anna said that they’ve been trying for a few weeks and nothing has come of it, but she’s hopeful. Anna will make such a great mom. After catching-up for about an hour I decided to strut my stuff on the dance floor. By that point I was a little tipsy and dancing with a random guy I pulled onto the dance floor.
Overall, it was a fun night and I’m really excited to go shopping with my girls next week, it’s been so long. Oh, and it might have been a little more fun than I had anticipated considering that I made out with that random guy for about 30 minutes before Zoey pulled me off and took me home.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
10-7-09
I plopped down on Zoey’s couch absolutely exhausted from the week I’d had at work. It was our Friday night ritual that we did every week to check-in with each other’s lives. Zoey was a little late because a photo shoot she was directing went long so I kicked my shoes off and drank my glass of ginger ale. Before I knew it I had fallen asleep and was being woken up by Zoey walking into her apartment carrying a pizza box and grumbling about one of the models she had to work with.
Zoey works for a fairly large fashion magazine as the creative director for the photo shoots and always has tons of stories about model meltdowns and crazy outfits that make me laugh. She has wavy red hair and has a killer fashion sense because she gets all sorts of freebies from her job. Her voluptuous figure is definitely something other women could be jealous of and not to mention the shoes she owns.
“Okay, there’s something wrong, you’ve only eaten three slices of pizza. What’s the deal,” Zoey refilled my ginger ale and looked at me with her deep green eyes.
“I had to fire two people at work today,” I said as I laid my head down on her lap.
I love my job and the only thing I don’t like about it is having to fire people. I’m the head of the HR department for a medium-sized newspaper and we have a strict policy on co-worker dating. Employees are allowed to date but absolutely no PDA is allowed during the workday between employees. As an HR rep, I have to enforce the office policies and it sucks when I have to write someone up let alone fire someone for not complying.
I had a ton of filing to do and ran out of staples. When I went to the supply closet to get some more, I opened the door to find two of our employees going at it on the reams of paper that had just been delivered. I had to fire them on the spot which made for a very awkward situation as they were clearing their desks. Vicki had been one of the employees I had to fire, she was our new receptionist and I had been having a hard time filling the position. I was elated to find that she was such a great fit for the position and hired her immediately after her interview. Apparently I wasn’t the only one who took such a liking to her. Eric, our sports writer, was her partner in crime and was also fired.
Zoey and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. Ah, the joys of being in HR.
When I finally went home filled with pizza, I noticed that the name plate on my neighbor’s door had been removed. The small family that lived next door to me for the past two years were nice enough and I never had a problem with them. When they started talking about having trouble making ends meet after the husband was laid off and the possibility of moving I was truly sad. Now that they’re gone the building seems kind of empty without the sounds of children playing coming through my wall.
Zoey works for a fairly large fashion magazine as the creative director for the photo shoots and always has tons of stories about model meltdowns and crazy outfits that make me laugh. She has wavy red hair and has a killer fashion sense because she gets all sorts of freebies from her job. Her voluptuous figure is definitely something other women could be jealous of and not to mention the shoes she owns.
“Okay, there’s something wrong, you’ve only eaten three slices of pizza. What’s the deal,” Zoey refilled my ginger ale and looked at me with her deep green eyes.
“I had to fire two people at work today,” I said as I laid my head down on her lap.
I love my job and the only thing I don’t like about it is having to fire people. I’m the head of the HR department for a medium-sized newspaper and we have a strict policy on co-worker dating. Employees are allowed to date but absolutely no PDA is allowed during the workday between employees. As an HR rep, I have to enforce the office policies and it sucks when I have to write someone up let alone fire someone for not complying.
I had a ton of filing to do and ran out of staples. When I went to the supply closet to get some more, I opened the door to find two of our employees going at it on the reams of paper that had just been delivered. I had to fire them on the spot which made for a very awkward situation as they were clearing their desks. Vicki had been one of the employees I had to fire, she was our new receptionist and I had been having a hard time filling the position. I was elated to find that she was such a great fit for the position and hired her immediately after her interview. Apparently I wasn’t the only one who took such a liking to her. Eric, our sports writer, was her partner in crime and was also fired.
Zoey and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. Ah, the joys of being in HR.
When I finally went home filled with pizza, I noticed that the name plate on my neighbor’s door had been removed. The small family that lived next door to me for the past two years were nice enough and I never had a problem with them. When they started talking about having trouble making ends meet after the husband was laid off and the possibility of moving I was truly sad. Now that they’re gone the building seems kind of empty without the sounds of children playing coming through my wall.
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