The Back Room

I worked in the office on Monday, along with a new person. Well, new as in within the last 2 months I would say. I'm rarely in the office so I don't really track those things. The front office area is being remodeled so that area has been moved to a back room, I had to work up there for computer reasons and he was covering the front.

We talked about random work shit, then he started asking me questions about myself. My family, if I'm originally from here, if I have any pets, my neighborhood, school stuff, career goals, all my 411, like if he was writing a damn article about me, then he asks

"So are you married?"

It was the most timid question. It was almost like he whispered it. I scoffed and told him no.

"Oh, I thought you were, so your seeing someone?"
Moi: "Haha, umm no"
"What's funny?, I thought you were married or in a serious relationship or something"
Moi: "Well, I know you haven't worked here long, but I'm a perpetual single girl, I'm like a serial dater"
"Really? You just like dating?"
Moi: "Not really. I just happen to go on a lot of dates"

Sure, he was getting to know me. I am not the easiest person to get to know, first because I am rarely in the office, but I don't like to talk about my life with people I don't really know. Oddly us two getting along was immediate, so talking about this and that wasn't so much an issue for me.

All the questions, and us being alone in a back room, just made it feel different than your usual Q&A. I am friends in a similar fashion with 2 other guys in the office, but we didn't get to know each other by intense questioning, it was casual conversation, built over periods of time, like normal. To be completely honest, if he didn't have a girlfriend I would think that he is interested in me. Maybe he is, regardless. Who the fuck knows, certainly not I.

I'm not one for office romances, unless its spontaneous sex on my managers desk to spite him of course, but thats a totally different thing all together.

I'm doing my best to ignore the situation. We had a work luncheon today and he was walking out of the restaurant when I was.

"Your not working tomorrow right?"
Moi: "No work tomorrow, I'll be here Friday"
"Oh, so I guess I'll see you.. "
Moi: "On Monday... Have a good weekend"

I walked off and started to talk to the guy I work with on my project. Confirming work things. Important things. Trying to not feel eyes on me. This could be in my head, but I haven't been an active participant in finding a sig other lately. Which means I haven't been putting "it" out there lately.

I typically wouldn't publish a post like this because it almost sounds like I'm blowing this out of proportion. I just thought the whole thing was weird, my brow has been furrowed since Monday and I ain't trying to get wrinkles yo. I'm not an idiot when it comes to men and dating. This sounds like I'm twirling my hair and saying "Oh my gawd, I'm not sure if he likes me, buuuuut I think he likes me, buuut I dunno" that's not what I'm trying to get across.

Well, this is a better post than me looking in the rear view mirror of relationships past. Hah-zah!