So you don't want to stick your tongue down my throat?!

I work in an environment that seems to only attract women and gay men. As such everyone's standards start to...drop a bit. So that when the short, bald straight man starts to work here, he has no problems attracting the ladies.

So I've been casually flirting* with a guard here. He's short and I would probably break him if I sat on him. But it's something to pass the time here.

So last week I saw him as I was running an errand. He waved. I waved. He started to say "how are you doing?" when I child darted out in front of me. I became nothing but a windmill of arms as I try to not trip over the child.

I'm nothing, if not graceful.

Unable to look at him again, I continue on my errand fairly certain that he wouldn't be throwing himself at me any time soon.

*as in I smile and wave and avoid eye contact