I have a new workcrush. His name is Craig. I don't know what he looks like or how old he is - he works for our subsidiary in Northern Ireland.
I called him just now - it's almost 7pm his time - and when he answered, I said I had hoped I got his voicemail, for his sake. He offered to hang up, if that would help. Okay, it was funny at the time.
There are other small, random examples of why I like him - besides the fact that he knows what he's doing, he does it well, and he's pleasant to work with - but they'd all lose their flavor in writing.
Why do I fall for unavailable men? Is it intentional? I'm afraid to ask.
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
About Me
- Name: Kate the Peon
- Location: Suburbia, Midwest
I'm a corporate lackey, slowly trying to climb my way up the ladder to the old white men above the glass ceiling. They keep kicking the ladder away. Bastards.
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