Friday, May 8, 2009

Seriously, I have been having a rather slow week at work. There isn't much work to do, apart from covering the missing receptionist's duties. Hm, but something happened today that I feel I must talk about. I didn't think that he would know my name. Which is quite stuoid really because I always sign off the notes that I ahve to pass to him. And no, they are not love notes, just little notes telling him whose calls he has to return. This whole thing disgusts me a little and totally scares me. He may very well be over ten to fifteen years older than I am att he very least, and what scares me is that I have never liked a man's voice so much, I even day dream about it. Oh my god, I think I'm seriously losing my mind here! But then again, the way he said my name, even though I don't even like that part of my name, he makes it all okay, somehow. When he says my name, I can barely register what he was saying to me. It was very unnerving at the very least, to me who always had a reasonable amount of self control regarding this kinds of things. I think I should go off for now before I write up a whole two thousand word essay on his voice alone, haha.

Time: 1645
Date: 08/05/09

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