Hot Lunch

Today started like any other day. I had a 10am meeting with a senior designer and our counterpart in France. The senior designer called to tell me she would be late. Cool. The meeting went well. Until she walked in while we were wrapping up the meeting and asked all sorts of stuff we had already covered. I was so irritated. While I was fuming in my seat, the hot co-worker walked by. We made usual eye contact and smiled. It was then I knew I had to tell him about this. I know no one else would understand as much. So, I went over to his cube and left a post it on his computer asking if he was free for lunch. He emailed me back saying he was and that he had to take care of a few things during lunch and asked if I wanted to come with him. I agreed.

I vented all my frustration. He is part of my team, but deals only with numbers with the directors and managers. So he has no special allegiance to anyone. I asked if I could trust him and he said, "of course, we are friends. you aren't the only one to vent about co-workers." After, I finished my angry diatribe we dropped off his car to be cleaned then ate at a "mexican" fast food type establishment and then went to Target. I really enjoyed talking to him. He's funny. He thinks I'm funny. Best part...he gets high. And like me, he just discovered pot recently. I might be over thinking it, but I'm pretty sure we are on the way to being friends, though I've never been friends with someone I was attracted to...not for long that is. In the past, my guy friends have become something more. I'm anxious to see what becomes of this, because I really like him and his friends. They are a fun group. We talked about how awesome Family Guy is, how fantastic pepperoni is, and other things. He thought it was funny that I got so drunk last week, I asked a cop for directions home (she didn't even know I was wasted!), and peed in some random guy's lawn at 2 a.m. He didn't judge. I've been working at my new job for 3 weeks, and I already have a friend. And he's hot.