Somewhere Out There
So it's been kinda an interesting weekend. I'm now totally out to my work supervisor and in quite a surprising way too.
Friday arvo my supervisor sends around an email asking if anyone wants to come out for dinner on Saturday night and then head over to Varga lounge. His wife is going to a party for a work friend there. About an hour later he comes in and asks any of us if we're thinking of coming, cause annoying helpdesk guy is and he certainly doesn't want to be stuck talking to him all night or just his wife's friends. I'd been thinking about it, so I decided that I would. So I said that I'd come and bring someone along too. All settled.
Then came the problem, finding someone to bring. I decide that I'm not going to bring a girl just for the sake of appearances, and besides, I don't want to give him the wrong idea. So I ask one of my mates to come along as my 'date' for the evening.
So around 7ish we rock up at Dusit Thai, the others are a bit late so we lurk around and wait for everyone else to rock up. As it turns out no one else from work came, and my supervisor's wife has brought along five of her friends, who are all girls and all accountants (though as it turns out they're a lot of fun despite being accountants). So we have a bit of a laugh about how he would have been the only guy if we hadn't come. Dinner is pretty good, I can certainly recommend the restaurant. We all talk a fair bit and a few people have quite a few glasses of wine. We pay the bill and get ready to move to Varga.
We're standing outside the restaurant and my mate has to go to another party, so as the others start to move off we say goodbye. We hug and then his eyes quickly dart over to where the rest of the group is as they start to walk away and plants one on me. Right on the lips. I missed the expression on my supervisor's face, but apparently it was quite something. My mate grins at me and heads off. I walk up to the group and my supervisor asks me, "So, how did you two meet?"
So now he knows all. I'd dropped a few subtle hints before then, but they hadn't sunk in, and this was much more fun anyway. We talk a fair bit during the night and later on I got the usual little bit from people you've just come out to about how they're okay with it, which is always nice to know. So now it's all out in the open with him. Just gotta figure out another startling way to tell the rest of the guys at work.
Friday arvo my supervisor sends around an email asking if anyone wants to come out for dinner on Saturday night and then head over to Varga lounge. His wife is going to a party for a work friend there. About an hour later he comes in and asks any of us if we're thinking of coming, cause annoying helpdesk guy is and he certainly doesn't want to be stuck talking to him all night or just his wife's friends. I'd been thinking about it, so I decided that I would. So I said that I'd come and bring someone along too. All settled.
Then came the problem, finding someone to bring. I decide that I'm not going to bring a girl just for the sake of appearances, and besides, I don't want to give him the wrong idea. So I ask one of my mates to come along as my 'date' for the evening.
So around 7ish we rock up at Dusit Thai, the others are a bit late so we lurk around and wait for everyone else to rock up. As it turns out no one else from work came, and my supervisor's wife has brought along five of her friends, who are all girls and all accountants (though as it turns out they're a lot of fun despite being accountants). So we have a bit of a laugh about how he would have been the only guy if we hadn't come. Dinner is pretty good, I can certainly recommend the restaurant. We all talk a fair bit and a few people have quite a few glasses of wine. We pay the bill and get ready to move to Varga.
We're standing outside the restaurant and my mate has to go to another party, so as the others start to move off we say goodbye. We hug and then his eyes quickly dart over to where the rest of the group is as they start to walk away and plants one on me. Right on the lips. I missed the expression on my supervisor's face, but apparently it was quite something. My mate grins at me and heads off. I walk up to the group and my supervisor asks me, "So, how did you two meet?"
So now he knows all. I'd dropped a few subtle hints before then, but they hadn't sunk in, and this was much more fun anyway. We talk a fair bit during the night and later on I got the usual little bit from people you've just come out to about how they're okay with it, which is always nice to know. So now it's all out in the open with him. Just gotta figure out another startling way to tell the rest of the guys at work.