Follow me, if you please [updated]

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At the risk of sounding completely egotistical: I would really love it if those who have followed the poetry on this blog thus far would be kind enough to migrate your devotion/following over to the poetry site at http://waxlyrically.wordpress.com. 🙂

Update on 2 July 2019: I have now realised that I have been expressing myself a lot more through the poetry, rather than the prose. Hence, my not updating this blog as often as I have in the past, but I have been doing so on the poetry site. So, if you REALLY want to be up to date on the workings of my warped mind 😛 then have a peek at the other site…. 

AITB? (Yep, I am ðŸ˜ˆ)

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We all have THOSE types of colleagues. The ones who are smug, think they know better than everyone in the dept, and are generally an A. And who also try to get awaywith being subversive, no matter how small that subversion.

So this fella (we will call him L) is always trying to push his luck. Context: my boss is a stickler for decorum, including dress code, and everyone in the dept is aware of this – so we all know there is no such thing as “casual friday”. He wears black sneakers and gloats about it to M (the only colleague amongst us 5 that gives him airtime), about how he can get away with it. Cheap thrills and very juvenile.

L rocks up on the last WFO day of the year, and his OOTD makes him look like he’s off to the local kopitiam or that he is one of the movers (we are moving office premises). His OOTD has the logos of his former company (sad, innit?) and is made of soccer jersey material. Casual AF and defo not “office casual”. and of course, in flagrant violation of dept dress code – cos, surprise surprise, Boss is not ard. Well Boss happens to ping me online to ask me about assigning work to L, and somehow, I was triggered into B mode (usually I can’t be bothered with this kind of rubbish but it really got to me), and I mentioned to her that “L thinks this is casual friday” (it was not, it was a Thursday even. So everyone else was in office wear, too. More context: I was actually told once to go home and change cos my OOTD was too casual [also cos the Big Boss was in town and the Boss wanted to make a good impression], and L was well aware of this incident.) Anyhow, Boss gets online, pings L and tell him to go home to change, NOW. He doesn’t move, because he wants to meet our reporting deadlines first. Boss pings him again, and he finally moves his a$$. and thereafter, holes himself in a meeting room so that he doesn’t have to deal with us seeing his change of outfit. 🤣

Of course, he is now of the view that the environment is toxic, cos SOMEONE dobbed him in. Well if he wasn’t such an AH, and if he wasn’t so juvenile in the first place, it wouldn’t happen, would it? He actually told M that he is OK with the Boss’ standards, but not that someone told on him. WTF. Are we in kindy? FAFO, really. Also: how about fixing your behaviour rather than trying to seek revenge?

Strangely sexy.

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Erotica is when:

  • He asks where you are, even as you lie next to him in the darkness, because he wants your arms around him.
  • You can scrub each other’s back, and observe the imperfections (zits and all, really), and continue scrubbing slowly, softly.
  • He gets matching tees and we make sure to wear them at the same time.
  • He catches you off guard with words of affirmation and admiration, uttered often, without hesitation.
  • He teases you, the grammar nazi, on bad pronunciation. And you feed that teasing, by letting him know more of the same instances.
  • You tell him you lie about the relationship status to keep the wolves of relationships past away – the lie being the relation is now at the ultimate level of commitment (marriage). And he doesn’t run for the hills at the thought. He encourages it, in fact.