gazelle.
buried somewhere in my office is a hot guy. he is rarely spotted but when i do spy him i drool. he’s very tall, amazingly built and has a full head of dark luscious hair… and best of all preppy! my co-worker, Kory, and i have turned it into a kind of game. mainly because i just get way too excited when i see him and now we just need to play off of it. we have no idea what department he works in but have narrowed down what corner of the office his cube must be in (he’s in a good window area… lucky son of a bitch).
So every time he is spotted we now refer to him as the elusive gazelle. each day our encounters grow more frequent and physically closer. like today… if i were only one step slower we both would have crashed into each other while turning a blind corner at work… talk about a meet and greet. darn my luck. but there currently is a nod… and soon i hope a smile with a wink?
one day our paths will actually cross and involve conversation. but till then kory and i will enjoy the time of guessing his name and if he’s single or not. and its also fun conversation breaks for us too. helps the day go by faster.
Note to Self: no such thing as a bad hair day any more and must wear heals more as he’s tall
