We Work Together Office romance, how I love thee! Let me count the ways! The way your hair shimmers under the flourescent lights. The way you laughed when I made you a crown out of paperclips and dubbed you “The Queen of the Supply Closet.” The way you saved every Dilbert cartoon I ever left in your cubicle. The way our hands touched at the copier one fateful Monday. The way we made sweet love under the executive boardroom conference table. The way we swore that this wouldn’t interfere with our jobs. The way things got weird when I brought a date to the Christmas Holiday party. The way you denied my vacation request. The way you bugged my business cell phone. The way you told everyone I was impotent at the corporate retreat (we both know I’m not). The way I’m REALLY considering applying for a job transfer.

We Work Together

Office romance, how I love thee! Let me count the ways! The way your hair shimmers under the flourescent lights. The way you laughed when I made you a crown out of paperclips and dubbed you “The Queen of the Supply Closet.” The way you saved every Dilbert cartoon I ever left in your cubicle. The way our hands touched at the copier one fateful Monday. The way we made sweet love under the executive boardroom conference table. The way we swore that this wouldn’t interfere with our jobs. The way things got weird when I brought a date to the Christmas Holiday party. The way you denied my vacation request. The way you bugged my business cell phone. The way you told everyone I was impotent at the corporate retreat (we both know I’m not).

The way I’m REALLY considering applying for a job transfer.