I met my coworker’s boyfriend this morning, sort of. After a year and change of talking to a person day in and day out on a personal and professional level about everything under the sun you take for granted certain things that you don’t know for certain. You just assume and fill in the pieces.
He appeared to be caucasian, which was not what I assumed. It wasn’t an earth shattering revalation, but you know at the end of those movies they reveal the ending as they flash back to certain clues and you go, “oh, okay, that explains it.”?
It was like that.
It shouldn’t matter, but on some level it does and you tend to reflect on things you said and may say.
Is that why he doesn’t like me although we’d never met?
And from the cold hard stare I received, I think he likes me less.
Oh well.