Work Crush

No One’s Going to Stalk You, Boomer

It’s one or the other. Either no one is going to stalk you or anyone is going to stalk you. You’ll never know. The object of my attentions slyly suggested I’d grabbed some photos from their Facebook page and I said “No, I haven’t stalked your page at all.” Which was a lie, although I didn’t think of it as a lie at the time. I had indeed stalked their page because my work wife had showed it to me, so I stalked by proxy. Not deeply, but I had. I’d seen a picture of them with their dog. I’d…

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Chilling Like…A Real Chill Thing

LOL what was I thinking. I don’t have the constitution for casual flirtation and really never have. So of course I’m feeling off-balance now. I always get weird and wistful and confused. Not just with the flirtation itself, which still holds some allure but is sort of pointless, but also with my marriage and what it all means. Then I walk around and wonder about it. My workplace crush said I have no chill. Which is funny because that’s the first time anyone has every said anything like that to me. KIDDING. My dad used to say, “You’re great, you…

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Healthy Power Exchange

I hesitate to call it power because it felt so absolutely different than these types of exchanges I’ve had in the past. First, the furtive longing, then the pleading to quiet it, or let it be something more. This wasn’t that. I asked my husband for clearance to flirt with my work crush. “You want to flirt?” he asked. He thought it was probably something I could do without asking. “Isn’t that something you could just do on your own, without me? As long as it didn’t get too serious?” I mean, yeah. I could. But there was something about…

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Work Crush

I’m not sure if it’s my age or the Vyvanse, or that I’ve been out of the brick-and-mortar work force for quite some time, but I’ve been getting work crushes lately that feel like I’m Trinity internalizing feels for Neo right before she whispers in his ear that he is THE ONE. Seriously, it’s pretty much dominating my thoughts. And it’s mighty irresponsible for me to write about it because I actually might tell my current crush my secret writer identity and then they’ll read about themselves here. Not that I’m not being totally obvious already, knowing me. They might…

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