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Nov 12, 2008 17:51

To the interior designer from the company with a name that sounds kinda gay:

You saw me covered in powdered drywall, wearing a filter mask while sorting through wires. I saw that you were very tastefully dressed - which is appropriate given your occupation.

Our only social interaction today was me saying "excuse me" as I walked past you, while you and my superiors were going over the layout. And you helping me when you saw that I couldn't figure out how to open the jammed sliding door. Still, you seemed unusually friendly to me.

Before you left, you were sure to specifically let me know that you'd see my later.

Oh yes, this was definitely worthwhile.

trades, romance, gender, queer

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