There are these two girls off the new team at work who have this ridiculously huge (and obvious) crush on our manager. They’re only in from 5-8, so I get to spend about 45 minutes with them, but it’s fucking hilarious. All of our group (now just Dan, Paul, Iain and I) have commented on it.. and Paul could tell before we even mentioned it. On Thursday they brought him in a box of Celebrations. On Tuesday they brought him home cooked brownies. And tonight they brought him in a block of chocolate.
I don’t mind.. because while I was on the phone he left a chunk of the chocolate they’d bought on my desk.. and it gives us something to giggle about. When I walked in off of my break he walked over before I got to the desk and announced in an exaggerated whisper, ‘I got a block of chocolate!’. I asked him how he did he, does it.. he reckons he’s ‘just too pretty’. And today he showed me pictures of him and his wife at their wedding and their honeymoon.. and him at the beach.. and yes, I strongly agree that he is very pretty.
