So, I flirted at a party about a month and a half ago. The woman in question has asked me at subsequent office visits to visit her at home and help her with her computer, and she'll 'make me dinner.' I've been busy enough with work that I stopped thinking about that and hoped that it all would sort of...I dunno...go away?
Anyway, I stopped in the dentist's office today because they mentioned about three weeks ago that they couldn't print from one of the stations and would I please check it out when I had time.
Turns out it was 'the' woman's computer and it printed fine after being told that she had to pick the printer when she printed. When I showed up she took a while to come out front and her hair looked like it had been slicked down...and then when we went into the room with the computer she sprayed some breath freshener in her mouth and applied lipstick!
It was all I could do to not run screaming from the building.
Posted by bbarton at December 4, 2006 02:14 PMSounds like this could be a very funny scene in a romantic comedy! You've got to be just a little flattered by the attention, no?
Posted by: Christine on December 4, 2006 06:20 PMDon't know which to feel sorrier for: you or her. Know both sides, like most of us. Take your time, Bob. One isn't ready for ages and ages.
Posted by: grannypgrannyp on December 8, 2006 04:27 AM
So you won't be placing an order for Medusa's Libida tea for her?
See ... you're much safer hanging out at the PR than flirting drunkenly with the not-quite-separated tooth fairy.
:)
geo
Posted by: geo on December 4, 2006 03:26 PM