For the past numerous years, I’ve been flirting with one of my coworkers; I try to park my car right beside Tony’s yellow truck in the lot so that all of us can walk in in addition to out of the building together.
I make sure to take my pop in addition to lunch breaks at the same time as he does, but whenever possible, I find a reason to walk by Tony’s office.
I’ve been waiting in addition to desperate for him to ask me out, however two weeks ago, he finally asked me to go out to dinnerâ€¦ He offered reservations at a super extravagant Italian restaurant downtown, and since our plans were for Thursday evening, I had all afternoon to get ready. I went shopping in addition to purchased a new outfit. I got my hair colored, cut in addition to styled in addition to invested in a manicure in addition to pedicure, then although the outside temperature was in the high eighties with brutal humidity, I chose a long sleeve dress because I expected the air conditioner in the restaurant to be blasting. I didn’t want to shiver the whole time! During the drive downtown, I cranked the air conditioner in the car in addition to pointed the vents straight at me; Unluckyly, I couldn’t find any nearby parking which forced me to walk six blocks! By the time I arrived at the restaurant, I was damp with sweat. I looked forward to the air conditioner inside the site. I abruptly realized that there was an air conditioner issue. The restaurant was terribly overheated. Throughout the meal, sweat ran down my face. I had wet stains under my arms. I drank too much water in addition to needed to excuse myself to the bathroom numerous times. Because of the air conditioner malfunction, my first date was a disaster.