Sunday, August 03, 2008

tease me

Moving is actually fun!

Not only have I rediscovered the full extent of my shoes and realised the full portent of what ToyBoy meant when he pointed at my sky blue leather and purple snakeskin Italian cowboy boots (oh yes..) as an example of what he meant when he said that he believed that the man should be the "provider" and he couldn't afford me.

I know. Such crap and bullshit exists today. Thank god I have Eurotrash leather to console me.

I've also thrown my life away and realised that I exist in six convenient boxes. (Only half of one box is shoes.. the other is full of handbags and belts)

I also discovered at last night's work drinks that two of my co-workers are in love with me.

Contestant No. 2 "I love you"
Me "Wha??"

One I suspected of having a crush and just pretended to not understand what he was getting at when he was fumbling towards asking me for a date over the last few months. The other caught me totally out of the blue. I wish someone was there with a camera when the grab-kiss-declaration occurred. If I was a cartoon character my eyes would have popped out and my jaw hit the floor. Even funnier was when a group of co-workers descended on him and dragged him away. I'm not sure if he'll remember on Monday or not - I've decided the litmus test is eye contact. If he can look at me on Monday, he doesn't remember.. If he can't...

So even with the mega freaking hang over I've had all day I've been in a pretty alright mood. Work crushes I expected when I was at uni and working in retail.. I just never expected them in an office and especially with all two contestants and myself being on the other side of 30. Not to mention they both have girlfriends and Contestant No. 2 has just bought a house with said girlfriend. Apparently they must have heard through the grapevine yet again that I have the cure for cancer in my pants.*

On a total side note it started up the "what is fidelity?" conversation yet again amongst us singletons because quite frankly if my partner had a massive crush on someone and declaring their feelings and wishing they were single etc. , I'd be absolutely devastated. And yet she'll never find out and they'll stay together and probably even get married, have babies.. and he'll go on wanting the next person that he meets. I'm arrogant enough to think I'm enough for my fictitious partner and that although we'll still check out other people there will be no declarations of lust/love/. Maybe being on the other side of 30 just means it's about time that everyone starts divorcing.

Won't that be fun.


Sneaky Sound System - Tease Me

* The reason we came up with after yet another of my friend's boyfriends hit on me and tried to stick his hand down my jeans. Apparently The Marrieds must be under the misapprehension that I keep the cure for cancer in my pants.

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