The Order of Things

What went before…..
TC. I have left TC alone for months now, trying to do the morally right thing, and all. Last week, he notices me chatting with the nicotine junkies in the basement, and stops to chat a bit. Later same day, he shows up IN MY DEPARTMENT, which does NOT happen, EVER. I’m on my way home, so I get my stuff, walk over to him, leans into him, and stage-whispers: “Let’s go home.” He hugs me to his side, and marches me out, mid-conversation with someone else. Which I thought was a little strange. We take the elevator, which he never does, he forgets to push his floor’s button, which I find a little strange. On the way to the parking basement he grills me on who the “new love” is in my life, why I’m dressing nicely lately, what I’m doing the weekend, etc etc. He notices we’ve stopped on the wrong floor and comments on it. I put on a sulky face and tell him: “But I thought you were coming home with me!” He grabs my shoulder and tells me “as if I need an invitation!” Let’s go, and practically runs for the stairs, shouting at me to enjoy my weekend over his shoulder. He reacted very teenage-boy-with-a-bad-case-of- hormones-ish, which I thought was I little strange.
The Solution
I tell my Chief Advisor about it, she tells me to leave it alone, and let TC make the next move, seeing as how he’s the one involved in a relationship. Being the masochistic, politically-correct wuss I am, I agree.
The Confusion
Chief Advisor and I drive Sister to the airport, and as Sister is wont to do, she enquires about my sex life, needing to lift her sad mood a little, and knowing my ventures into the Romance arena are always worth a laugh. I mention TC, knowing the situation will be found immensely amusing, and gets (apart from the laughs) a lecture on how he’s technically still game, as he’s not married, and that I should at the very least have an affair with him, he might even leave her for me! And the most mind-fryingest part, Chief Advisor agreeing! Now, Sister is not the bestest of Good Girls any day of the week, and makes no appology for it. But for Chief Ad to agree! Eyes bugged, head fried, ligaments popped! CA is the ORIGINAL Good Girl, as far as men go, she does not even smile at a man if he’s attached in any way, and here she is, agreeing with Sister that I should set out to rip someone else’s heart out, piss all over her future, and hopefully, get her thrown out of her home!

Gasp!

Shock!

Horror!


The order of the Universe shifts a little.

So, I do nothing, which is my solution for everything confusing, basically. I do believe that TC feels the attraction between us, he would have to be pretty daft not to. But, and it’s pretty big one, he’s a Libra. I LOOOOOOOVE most Libra men, don’t get me wrong, but let’s face it, they are damn indecisive, and very hesitant to take risks, specially if something looks at the surface not to fit the role they want it to. Which I don’t, status- ambition- and -presentation wise. So, I have no illusions about him, we’re very attracted to each other, but that’s that, he’s too much of a chicken to let her go, and take a chance on me (is that Abba echoing in the background?), and I’m too much of a fowl to try and seduce him, as Sister suggests. So there you have it, 2 chickens, scratching around our own little patches, peeping at each other, drooling from afar. Oh joy! Self-inflicted torture, everything’s right in my world again.