I have officially given up pursuit of Mr. Perfect Storm.
After a succession of friendly passing encounters and e-mails, I got totally shut out yesterday. Ignored, snubbed.
I know I didn’t do anything wrong. I also know I’m too old for this kind of crap.
His loss.
Don’t let me go back on this if he decides to be friendly again. Hold me to it!
Still love the shoes, though. Okay, I’m weak. I admit it.
4 comments:
quel dork he is
Yeah you're right...no one likes a moody man. Even if he has great taste in footwear.
Or is he just shy?
I've just learned that his whole dept is in complete meltdown mode, so I'm giving him the benefit of the doubt that his moods are work-related.
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