My official statement of the day - I would like a boyfriend now, please.
There's this boy. And he's around my age. And he's smart and funny and sweet...and he's got these eyes. These bedroom eyes. And sometimes his clothes look like they'd fall right off if you touched them. And don't get me started on the lips...
And he is in one of the classes I am/was teaching (technically, my last day in the class was today - am I still his teacher?). *slams head into wall*
Why can't I like someone that I meet outside of work? Or at least, someone inside of work who is not a student (scratch that, actually. I think I am the youngest single person at work...with a 10-year radius between me and the next one).
It's just not right. He flirts; I can't flirt back. I am lecturing to the class, but avoiding eye contact with him, because eye contact inevitably reminds me how much I like looking at him. And does he have the decency to avoid eye contact with me? NO! Stares...constantly...much more than is necessary. Unnerving. And surely he knows that if the move is to be made, he has to make it, right? Sure, he risks the embarrassment of potential rejection, but I risk my new (and favorite) job.
And I have all this access to his personal information (email...phone number...home address...) that I know I'm not allowed to use for the purpose I want to use it.
Dammit! I thought I left this crap behind in Jr. High!
What the hell is wrong with me?
Getting set up by well-meaning friends is, officially, no longer unappealing to me.
Grrr....
There's this boy. And he's around my age. And he's smart and funny and sweet...and he's got these eyes. These bedroom eyes. And sometimes his clothes look like they'd fall right off if you touched them. And don't get me started on the lips...
And he is in one of the classes I am/was teaching (technically, my last day in the class was today - am I still his teacher?). *slams head into wall*
Why can't I like someone that I meet outside of work? Or at least, someone inside of work who is not a student (scratch that, actually. I think I am the youngest single person at work...with a 10-year radius between me and the next one).
It's just not right. He flirts; I can't flirt back. I am lecturing to the class, but avoiding eye contact with him, because eye contact inevitably reminds me how much I like looking at him. And does he have the decency to avoid eye contact with me? NO! Stares...constantly...much more than is necessary. Unnerving. And surely he knows that if the move is to be made, he has to make it, right? Sure, he risks the embarrassment of potential rejection, but I risk my new (and favorite) job.
And I have all this access to his personal information (email...phone number...home address...) that I know I'm not allowed to use for the purpose I want to use it.
Dammit! I thought I left this crap behind in Jr. High!
What the hell is wrong with me?
Getting set up by well-meaning friends is, officially, no longer unappealing to me.
Grrr....
Re: Double Grrr for Coffee .....
Date: 2003-09-29 06:28 pm (UTC)I should go home and quit brooding.
Re: Double Grrr for Coffee .....
Date: 2003-09-29 06:31 pm (UTC)Sleep well kiddie ... Mousie!
PS -- Lurve ya to!!