confessions of school girl - part 2

I still have a wildly mad crush on my cute new co-worker (CNC). I was hoping it would go away. It has only intensified because I realized that not only is he cute and brilliant but he is even more brilliant than I thought, kind, humble and very considerate of others.


We went away on a business trip together. We had to drive several hours from the airport to our destination. I was with him and another co-worker. CNC gave me the front seat, even though he had to do the navigating from the back seat. Every step of the trip, he made sure everything was okay for me. When we went out to dinner, he let me pick the wine. CNC has excellent taste in wine…I found that out after I ordered a “light” Bordeaux that would suit anyone’s pallet. I was bummed but he was very gracious about it. They didn’t have any menus in English, so the two of them relied on me to interpret the French. There were a few words I was unsure of but neither of them ever made me feel stupid. The next night, CNC still allowed me to pick the wine. We conferred about it. The first one was disappointing but the second one much better (there were several people out to dinner with us that time).

While we were working I noticed a few things about him. We had a long list of questions that we needed answered. Not only was CNC not looking at the questions when asking them, but he wasn’t taking notes when he listened to the answers. I was amazed. I later asked him if he was working on the project when asking the questions and he said yes. I told him how amazed I was at his doing it all from rote memory. Our coworker said, “Yep, he never takes notes. He remembers everything.” Holy shit was I impressed. I used to be able to do that. But after Boo was born, I needed to write more and more things down to keep them in the forefront of my mind. CNC said he does have a photographic memory but then said, “But I always forget names. I’m not so good with names.”

One of the guys we are working with was telling CNC and I how he would like to change his work schedule to a 4 day work week. When CNC told this to our other co-worker, the co-worker asked if that is something we’d allow. CNC said, “I see no problem with it. I hope when I am his age someone is as kind to me.” Wow…so very rarely do I meet anyone in the business world who is that considerate of others.

We stopped for dinner in the city where PJ lives. I texted him to get a suggestion for a nice place to eat. While we were at the place, CNC mentioned how good the food was. I told him that PJ was a foodie and had exquisite taste in food. That not only was PJ one of the few people I’d let cook for me but also, I always looked forward to his cooking or dining together. CNC looked at me with this very humble look and asked, “Would you let me cook for you sometime? I’m a very good cook.” I melted. How freaking adorable is that?

At the end of the trip when we were parting, CNC shook co-workers hand and said goodbye. Then, he shook my hand. I had tingles when he touched me and I blushed. How ridiculous am I?

I try to remain professional in all our interactions, but in general I fail miserably. I blush, play with my hair and generally act like a school girl with a crush. This has got to stop! I am really hoping he doesn’t notice. The one thing I have going for me is he has never seen how professional and objective I really am. Perhaps he thinks I’m just an immature girl. I’m good with that…as long as he doesn’t realize I’m crushing madly on him!