At the Office
Oh god, hot Bulgarian boy, and me in an ugly frumpy blazer. Okay, it’s not ugly, and definitely not frumpy, but I can't take it off and she the rather hot dress I have underneath since I am at the stupid 2501 Porter job. The job isn't that bad, but still I would like to be throwing myself at the hot Bulgarian pool technician, something which is very difficult to do when i cannot show cleavage, or any other enticing part of my anatomy...so basically just the cleavage. Hey, its going to give me crazy back problems in the future, it should at least pay its way by giving me a date with the hot hot hot Bulgarian now. Oh well, I guess I will just wait in anticipation until he returns to give me the pool key and get his hot Bulgarian drivers license, I never knew a drivers license could be so hot. Once he arrives, I am sure I will be the essence of polite and professional despite the fact that I am dieing to grab him and take him on the desk instead of saying thank you and have a nice evening. All that will of course be followed by crying on the inside as I say good bye to the only man I could ever see myself loving. Melodramatic, yes, but he is really really really extra uber totally hot..