Well, what can I say? The cute guys are taken. Either they are married and/or have children. Or they are friggin’ gay! OMG! Why do I get the outlaws, the uglies, the poor, the bottom-feeders, etc. I guess it doesn’t matter as long as they wave to me and/or say: `Hi!`
Take for example Michael K. He is a tall Greek man with olive complexion and a skin head meant for swimmers. He has children of his own and damn he’s cute! He always has a smile on his face and waves at me and other people.
When Josey M. first introduced me to him (and the rest of the business planners), I couldn’t talk straight! I was trying to laugh of my obvious lack of response due to staring off into space or something. I’m stupid. I know.
So anyway, I’m laughing about my temporary stay here at work. All I could is grin and bear it while suffering the fate of being smitten in silence. Maybe it’s time to look for a companion, an ideal hunk to cook my meals and sing for me. Hehe!