Love affair at work

2024 Author: James Gerald | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-17 14:00

Office romance … Well, who is insured from it? For some reason, most often it is understood as a love relationship between a boss and a subordinate (or a boss and a subordinate - as in one famous film). But this, of course, does not end with the variety of novels in the workplace. And hazing relationships between coworkers can be just as dramatic. Here is the story told to me by my former colleagues Masha and Roman - two members of one old love affair at work.

Masha:

Even then, I was an “employee with extensive experience” and a “woman with extensive sexual experience”. Guided by the first, the authorities attached an intern to me, from whom they fought back with their hands and feet as best they could at first, apparently, my heart felt that all this training would not end well! I think women will understand me - handsome, talented, great boyfriend. It all started harmlessly: when he came to the internship in the morning, he brought with him fruits and chocolate, flowers and yoghurts (because in most cases I am hungry) and constantly showed his sympathy. We communicated quite actively and even once argued for a kiss, naturally as a joke, but as it turned out later, jokes with lovers are bad!

The lost kiss had to be returned at a party in honor of some holiday. The snowball fell off and rolled down a slope! A few days later, I quarreled with my fiancé and, instead of killing myself, decided to "knock out one wedge with another wedge!" But this is just a saying, and the tale will be ahead!

Arriving at work, I said that I was now completely free. My Romeo was in seventh heaven, and the romance was going to be stormy. We improved every minute, using either mine or his apartment in the absence of parents and, of course, our workplace. After passionate nights at work, I could not go into the office without laughing or watch how this or that colleague of mine was sitting at the table on which … how unsuccessfully everyone tried to find him or me.

Once Romeo fell ill with a terribly serious infectious disease of the upper respiratory tract, but even this did not become an obstacle for us. After eating antibiotics, we had a great time with him during his illness! At work we did not hide anything, and it made no sense, I usually have everything written on my face: the so-called "creeping line". I became psychologically dependent on the person who was madly carried away. As soon as we quarreled, a bad mood immediately affected my work, and it was no longer him, but rather I was an intern! I was clearly lucky with the team, everyone (if anything) supported and treated with understanding.

A month later I had to leave for a while; when I returned a week later, I found that Romeo had grown cold towards me. At first I was surprised, where is that sweet boy who brought me fruit and kissed my neck? Then anger, and then curiosity: why is it SUDDENLY? I decided not to beat around the bush, but go all-in, and directly asked the question: what's the matter? To which he vaguely replied that, they say, good people opened his eyes to him, the unfortunate one, to what was going on in the catfish business! That is, someone heard something somewhere, interpreted it in their own way and gave Romeo in the right form. What exactly and who, I could not achieve, and there was no particular desire, I was too depressed! But, as it turned out later, this was only the beginning of my torment!

In any, even the best and most chamber, collective there is an ill-wisher, and I had, or rather, had one. An inconspicuous gray mouse that sharpened its teeth with envy of me, dreaming of how it would scream down my throat! Romeo, probably also suffering, was looking for understanding and consolation in the direct, human sense of the word, and her shoulder was immediately near. Each working day began with the fact that, as if by chance, she noticed aloud about how Roman walked her home, or explained that her line was busy all evening, because they chatted for several hours in a row! And at one point, I exploded, and stopped hiding my negative attitude towards him and, moreover, towards her!

I, as I could, spoiled both the mood, sarcastically and tried to look my best, against her fifty. But, as expected, soon both my passions and his passions subsided, their friendship came to naught, and by that time I had calmed down and made peace with my fiancé. Fortunately, my authority did not suffer, but the relationship in our newly formed triangle did not work out. With Romeo over time, I began to communicate quite normally, but already when I switched to another job. But we still do not communicate with that lady (partly because I realized that she was just a tool in the hands of my runaway lover).

Novel:

But what was love affair at work in the eyes of Roman. I noticed her as soon as I started a new job, but when I realized that I would be training with her, I almost jumped on the spot! It was pleasant to communicate with her, and it was especially confidential, which sometimes surprised me, she talked about the groom, family, etc., even once brought a photo album. The fact that Manya was above me in rank did not interfere with our relationship, which I did not want to call an office romance. And they did not have a certain status. But one day she came to work with a strange expression on her face and said that she was FINALLY free, as if she was just waiting for this, and the first doubt about the insincerity of her feelings for me came to me on the first day of our romance. But "love is evil …", and I, not remembering myself from happiness, rushed into the pool with my head!

We devoted every free minute to each other. In short: everything was fine, but more often than before, I began to notice her more and more busyness, more and more often she spoke on the phone, retiring somewhere. Yes, and our relationship quickly satiated both of us, it was clear from everything that this was not love, but, as it seemed to me, or rather, as I later called it: sensual greed. After parting with her beloved, Masha tried to hide from my worries "in my bosom." Thereby making me suffer. Her trip to another city allowed me to gather strength and decide on something that I would not have dared to do if she was there. Having come up with an incredible and ridiculous story, I prepared myself for a serious conversation. But, seeing her happy, with a gift for me, I could not babble anything, only hid behind an offended mask. True, then I still had to lay out a half-forgotten fable as an explanation. And for the sake of reliability, I started courting another female colleague. And so it all ended, except for the fact that for a whole month I had to listen to nagging at work from my senior colleague.

Now we are on good friendly relations, but sometimes I think about the fact that everything could have been different if we had not lied to each other about the reason for our relationship. Sometimes you want to discuss everything with her, but at the same time you are afraid to spoil what we have today, and she has already returned to her man. And since then I prefer not to start love story at work.

Recordings were conducted by Maria Bachenina