Showing posts with label mini skirt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mini skirt. Show all posts

Thursday, September 20, 2007

A green shirt and a mini..


How does it feel to f*ck your agent the previous night and coach him the following day? That was what I wanted to know from --- hmmm, let's just call her Coy - yes, the fish. A friend back in college and I had an affair and it feels awful to sit nonchalantly next to him in class when we had been all over each other the previous night. But this one is different. It has always been a rule in the corporate world not to have a relationship with the people you work with, worse, your direct report. The way I see it, it's purely lust.. of course that goes without saying there's physical attraction and maybe, just maybe - a little of like. We're not talking about a one-night-stand here. This is an occassional tryst and while it's perfectly normal nowadays, we can't help but ask.. where is it heading to?

This isn't the first time I heard of such set-up, heck I was even in one myself [and still am but.. but let's not talk about me].. and about ninety percent of the time, the girl in the relationship develops this itching desire to have more. With Coy, she kept her feelings to herself not wanting to scare Travis [name withheld per Coy's request] away. For awhile it seemed okay. Then just like any other story, the urge to spill the secret became too intense. Coy confessed and yes, Travis drifted away. That leaves Coy hanging, crying herself to sleep and always looking at a blank space. Trying every way possible to bridge the gap she created. Sending SMS late at night, hoping against hope that he'd reply. Nada. Pathetic isn't it? Yet, can we blame her if she had totally fallen head-over-heels with a guy who she found out later on was already committed to somebody else. It would be easy to slap her and tell her to wake up, however, we don't feel the way that she does. I could make this even more lengthy but it's all gonna go down to unrequited love. This is not like some sappy soap-operas with happy endings - with a wedding, some kissing, more hugging and a pool of tears. This is reality. The moral story, according to Coy is, "Don't wear a green blouse and a mini skirt on your first meeting." Get that? Count me in..

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