So Keith was online yesterday.  This morning, too.  Now.  I'm cheating on him by typing this.  However, I just HAAAAD to write.  Yesterday he told me I should get laid.  Lower my standards a bit....
So there I am at work and who should walk in but the guy I accidentally came on to a while back. Who has since come on to me.  I was surprised to see him because it's been something like a month or more since the last time.  I said as much and he replied that he'd been hiding.  He wanted to see if I'd miss him.  I laughed it off.
And then I found myself flirting with him, unintentionally.  Again.  I mean, I was thinking "choose your words carefully, my girl... else you'll get in trouble."  And I STILL managed to come across like I wanted a piece of him.  I made some mention of how I almost sold someone beer (who shouldn't have it, unrelated to age) if only he'd share with me.  Leave me a couple to pass the time at work.  This guy suggested *I* should buy a pack and share with HIM... later.  I stared at him, trying to figure out how I'd stumbled into THAT one.  Later he added that I clearly needed a warm body to sleep next to.  I was quiet for a second and finally said... "uh... I am married.  I mentioned that, didn't I?"  He told me I hadn't, which I apologized for, and then he followed it up with "... and how's that working out for you?"  I hesitated and said "....okay...." not sounding terribly confident.  Way to decisively put an end to that, right?  Whatever.  I could have nailed him.
And then at the end of my work shift I went to the other store to talk to one of my coworkers that I actually LIKE.  He eventually told me that The Man I Loathe apparently offered another coworker $100 if she'd sleep with him.  The thing is, this coworker is underage.  And I don't like her, either.  So there you go.
Anyway, it was an interesting turn of events and it makes me wish I had persued my sexual harrassment complaint.  However, it's a bit late for that now and I promised my coworker I wouldn't tell, because it's not my story to tell and would come off too much as me making up stories since it'd be third-hand information.  Still, I feel vindicated at least in the eyes of the one guy.
 
 
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