Since I’m not working I do a lot of thinking about what kind of work I want to do once I can go back to work. I also think about my earlier jobs, bosses, and co-workers. I’ve been lucky enough to be able to work for and with some great people over the years. For a long time I had no problems with office romances because I never had any. I had some mutual flirtations with a few co-workers over the years, but nothing that ever came to fruition. I only had one true office romance. The others cannot technically be called that.
My first real office romance was when I was living in NYC. Every year the company rented a hall and had a big Christmas party. It was always fun, mainly because most of the employees and management were very cool people. The last one that I attended before leaving the company turned out to be the last one that they had where the owner rented a hall and had it catered with an open bar. I love parties with open bars, but as expected, I tend to drink too much and sometimes end up getting a little wild. I’m not the one dancing on the tables at the end of the night, but I do end up shocking some of my co-workers who have only before seen me as the quiet little PD that they all know and love.
This was probably the only one where I got so drunk that I did something that I later regretted. I drank too much and partied a little too hard and when the party was about over, one of my co-workers, Unibrow, asked if I wanted to stop by his place for a last drink. At first it was going to be a few of us going to his place, but when we got there the rest of them backed out and it was just the two of us. He had always been flirtatious and very friendly, but I was still young and sometimes clueless when it came to men. Little did I know that I would wake up in his bed the next morning, hung over, panicking, and trying to remember exactly what I had done. I’m sure that I had that deer in the headlights look on my face when I realized what had happened.
At that time I was going through a period where I didn’t date much, and had random sex even less. Since I wasn’t really into one night stands at the time, he and I started dating on the down-low. It went really well for a while, but I eventually decided that he just wasn’t the one for me. Plus it started getting weird when people noticed him stopping by my office all the time, which he never did that often prior to the Christmas party.
After that little office fling I chose not to date anyone else that I worked with. Later on I did date one of my bosses after I stopped working for him, but that was years later. That one was more of a friends with benefits type of situation. We’re still friends, but no benefits.
Office romances can get messy and awkward if they don’t last. I decided that it was not a good idea for me to try it again, and so far I’ve stuck to the rule of not dating co-workers. I think it’s a good rule. I come up with a lot of good rules. I just have trouble following them sometimes. LOL
Happy humping, just not at work!