I’m off to a party tonight. I’m hoping that blogging my thoughts around this party will mean nothing exceptional happens and there won’t be anything worthy of a follow up post. It’s not the party itself that causes concern, it’s the potential attendees!
Firstly we have the married junior member of my department going. He has a tendency to stare at me. A lot. And took to calling me (from 3 desks away) to find out what I did/was doing at weekends. That was until I told him his behaviour was inappropriate as I was a manager and it stopped. But the staring didn’t. He also gave me a big wet smacker on the cheek on my birthday in full view of my colleagues. Not appropriate.
Next up with have the man from the date!! The date that didn’t deserve a write up on here as it lasted two hours and he never got in touch again. He did hand his notice in shortly after the date. I have messed dates up in the past but they have never caused the other party to leave the country afterwards (usually I want to leave the country afterwards).
Then we have Office Sugar Daddy. A while ago a female colleague started asking if I was single and was I looking to date. She was asking because someone from another floor had been fishing for information about me as he was quite interested. This was a month ago but she has renewed her efforts to play matchmaker and is insistent on a blind date. I looked him up on LinkedIn last week. He started secondary school the year I was born. If you are 12 years older than a girl I would expect you to have the ability to approach said girl yourself. Especially when you look like you’ve chatted up half the expat community previously. He’s been seen loitering near my office a lot this week and I think he winked at me in Starbucks last Thursday. Cringe! Also, as his age he’s bound to have children from a previous relationship. This is a deal breaker for me as I’m not convinced I want my own kids, let alone anyone else’s! I can’t stand the little buggers.
Next up we have Aussie Dave who spent the last embassy do (one I haven’t blogged about as nowt much happened and it was during the period of Internet darkness) telling me he could drown in my beautiful brown eyes. My eyes are blue. Quite obviously blue!
And if I can escape all of these men there is the one I DO want to bump in to. The object of my work crush. Shorter than I would normally go for (about 5 10) and blonde (I usually like my men like my coffee – hot, black, rich and strong) and looks rather hot in a suit. I see him everywhere and not had the chance to speak to him yet. Tonight could be the night.
So in my head this could turn in to a complete comedy of errors tonight. Or none of them turn up and I just party with the girls. We’ll see…