149 - blend

Theres this gentleman at work... no... a different one that I havent mentioned previously in other posts.

This gentleman stopped me in one of the offices upstaires and asked me for my number. I knew that he was asking for my personal contact number whether it be at home or my cell phone. Thank goodness I looked somewhat lost as I was being pulled in different directions by other people. I shook my head and proceeded to let him know what my extension number was at work where he could reach me. Crisis averted.

Or so I thought.

SAME DAY. Im busy working away and I get a call I answer

Me 'Darling speaking how may I help you?' In a sweet professional voice

Him 'Hey I got you! How are you?' (who else was he expecting?)

Me 'Im good thanks, whats the news?'

Him 'Nothing much, just wanted to say Hi, I havent seen you in awhile'

Me 'You know me, busy busy.' (he monitors when we see each other?!)

Him 'yeah, I dont see you as much anymore.' (theres a reason)

Me 'They keep me busy here'

after some more idle banter of the not even remotely interesting enough to blog about topics...

Him 'Well Ill let you get back to it then'

Me 'Ok great, bye'

A few days after I am stopped again upstairs, this time he asks me to sit at his desk for a moment and we have a light conversation about the upcoming exam he is taking. Not medical, this was a work related exam. Some kind of license.

Im about to stand up and he stops me and places hishand on top of mine which I put on the desk to push myself up. I look at him and he lets go. Personal invasion of space is another post I will write about. He says, 'remember that time I asked for your number?... I wasnt asking about your extension number, I wanted to know what your cell/home phone number was so I can call you there.

(Oh my goodness, this is actually happening) I cant just say' no I dont want to give you my number. So silly me, I say 'Oh, and I thought you wanted me number at worrrrrrrrk!'

As Ive posted about in the past. I dont socialize with people from work after hours like others do. I join in on work related events during work hours and do the occasional get together at a restaurant to say happy retirement or best wishes at your new post. I dont do frat style parties, I dont go out and get drunk with them. Its one thing to go outand be silly with your friends. Its another to do it with people at work who wont ever look at you the same afterwards.

This one... I can sense he wants dinner, movies and the whole kit and caboodle. I didnt sign up for that and inside Im panicking as I dont do well saying no to people about things like this. Damnit! Not saved by the bell??? Where is that bell when I need it. Not happening. Oh so, you want my phone number. (a statment) He slides his business card to me blank side up and hands me a pen. Im being coerced!!! help... help.

Does no one hear my minds plea? Nope

And there I go, scribbling away my number. (sigh)

Me 'Well, Ive got to go. See you later.'
Him 'Ok, have a good day'

I walk away and he calls out 'Darling... ' Not really 'darling' that would have been too much!
I turn and see him wave the card up in the air with a big smile on his face 'thanks for this'
I nod my head and turn back and call myself all sorts of sucker.

Im thankful that we arent both located on the same floor. This would just not be comfortable. Luck is not with me as I get a memo telling me that my office is being moved to guess where? You guessed it to the same floor. (grumbles) So now hes all happy about it as he has heard through the grapevine that I am moving closer to him. There is nothing I can do, no one I can plead with or bride to have someone else take my place. Nothing.

Ill smooth down my skirt and shake this loss off and win the war. Its not over!!

Does anyone have any tips of how to blend in with the woodwork?