Good looking man spotted on my floor, washing his own coffee cup out in the kitchen sink. Not only that, he wears a suit - and wears it well. AND he works in the Uni's Corporate Communications branch, so we have mutual career interests.
Sounding pretty peachy, right? Well get this - the clincher is that he's a local lad and so when we exchanged pleasantries (but not phone numbers!), his Scottish accent rolled out, and made me all giggly and flustered. Nice one, G. Smooth.
Second day on the job, and already I've singled out the resident eye candy. Now I need to find another excuse to casually walk past and check out his ring finger.
Stay tuned.
4 comments:
Da momma says that looking is nice, ogling is un-lady like and drooling a positive no no ...... anyway, he's probably gay !!! And is sounds as though he can't speak Ozglish therefore another problem - you'd ask him for a pie with sauce and get ??????
Are you kidding? For him I am speaking the Queen's own English - no hint of the colony creeping into my venacular. There's nothing worse than things creeping into your venacular....
That goddam venacular .... when you least expect it ....... pow !!!! ...... right in the venacular.
Actually - maybe things creeping into your colony might be a bit uncomfortable too. Okay I'll stop there.
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