Smile for the cameras

I consider myself a friendly guy. That’s why I feel that people find it easy to connect with me, especially ladies. However, the friendly banter sometimes turns to innocent flirting. Because I spend most of my waking hours at work, it’s where most of this flirting occurs. The ladies will flirt with me, I’ll flirt with them and that’ll be it. In the rare occasion, a kiss will ensue, but that too will result in nothing.

Consequently, I’ve earned myself a bit of a reputation as the office flirt. Every time I’m seen with a lady, people automatically assume that something is up. Their assumptions may have been true in the past but since I’ve been involved with Felicia, it’s all been innocent. But it seems that my colleagues haven’t yet warmed up to the idea of Bryan the Boyfriend (sorry Greg).

This has been especially evident in the last 3 days. There’s a new lady at work and because she knows no one here, Kevin and I have been absolute gentlemen by welcoming her and making her feel at home. We’ve spent a lot of time with her, in and out of work. The thing about this chick is that she’s professional flirt. Kevin and I have not been immune to her antics. She’s one of those of those girls that will flirt with you so much but cools off as soon as you try to reciprocate.

My buddy Kevin has unfortunately been ensnared by the trap. She’s been flirting with him non-stop, so much that he’s actually started liking her. He attempted to kiss her the other day but she would have none of it. Since then, they’ve sort of kept some distance from each other. With me, everything’s remained the same.

She’s been coming to my office everyday and vice versa, which is basically how we’ve always done things. The only difference is that Kevin is not there most of the time. People, especially chicks, who’ve seen the two of us together are certain that something is happening between us. I’ve had 4 people come to me this week congratulate me on my “new chick”. I’ve explained to them that I’m happily involved with Felicia and that nothing is happening between me and the new chick. They’re not buying it.

I’ve told her and it doesn’t bother her. Why should it, it’s not true. What we’ve decided to do is to have a little fun with the situation and actually act like we’re seeing each other. They already think that don’t they? We’re gonna hug, hold hands a basically do all the things that couples do, within the company policy, of course (I’m not sure what it says about that sort of thing) every time we see the “paparazzi”. This is as close as I’ll come to being a celebrity, let me lap it up.

It’s a dangerous game but goodness knows this place needs something to spice things up.