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Sept 21^st……

So we are forced to have this assembly (team building kinda stuff) thingy at work, and I am soo not interested, nothing fun ever happens at this things. Well Today was different, for 1, rather than some boring talks, we were made to drum.

Having my seat, suddenly this guy, tall, dark (would prefer fair but oh well), and kinda cute came to seat next to me. Like his cute smile wasn’t enough, his scent was rosy in a masculine way (not the gay type), I’m still noticing this and oooo, seems he noticed me too, he’s draggin his chair as close to mine  as possible (lol, he didn’t even look @ me tho, may be I’m just making up things in my mind).  So the drums were fun, and he was wearing a tightly fit t_shirt which showed every strand of his nicely toned muscles as he beat the drums (shivers) not enough room to talk with him though.

Suddenly the instructor said we should turn and look to the side, hmm what noow? Then he said give the person infront of you a massage.

 OMG preety boy was at my back and does he know how to work those fingers, I could bet $200k that I don’t have that he was masseur. I didn’t want it to stop, but the silly instructor didn’t just say we should stop but that we should turn the other way, so my turn, errr steep competition. Anyways I had to do it anyways, and I won’t lie, it was exciting, touching them musssccllleeesss :D.

After the drum noise (yes we were all not playing in sequence), he looked at me for the first time and asked what department I worked in,…… blab la, and we exchanged contacts,…. Oh yeah and he says I have a nice smile. :P. Such a nice guy, he escorted me to my car, well that’s what I thought until I realized he was parked just a few cars away.

They say there is a 1^st time for everything, today I actually looooved something at work, lol.

Sept  22^nd ........

Work was tiring; I was everywhere, every time. I could really do with a massage (now remembering drummer boys hand work). I really need to find another job, this is becoming boring and annoying, I don’t even want to talk about this Stephan of a Lady at the office, she is not worth my time or energy , mscheew, nonsense. Anyways, I am going to sleep now, I need the rest.  #yawn.

Sept 23^rd …

Yaaaay, TGIF, finally some time off. Sometimes I wonder if there are people who so love their jobs that they do not look forward to. So I and the girls are going for a night out, no guys, I had to come home to get ready yaay.

 Here is the thing, do not get me wrong, I like men, A LOT, but these days it seems all you find are boys and dogs it’s disgusting. Fine we get you have hormonal needs but that shouldn’t stop you from having a reasonable intellectual discussion for at least 20minutes. May be because I have 4 brothers  and 7 male cousins who are always around, I kind of see through every boys scheme even before they start their game.

Anyways, off to the party with the gals. Cynthia is getting transferred. We are celebrating. But I bet all of us were not celebrating her transfer, but the fact that she’s no longer going to be around us. You see Cynthia was what you called the boss’s pet. Pretty, nice and also good at her job, basically she made every other person look bad, not on purpose though.  So yeah, Big partaaay. Rented 2 limos and off to the club

 

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dvd, tv, mood lights, champagne bar, 8 seat capacity that make love to your back

 

 

  It was at the pent house of a tower and strictly by invitation (Kagiso “KNEW” the club manager). As usual, thirteen hot girls  (yes I like to think I am hot), bottles of the best kept flowing (u know how the VIP gets). Anyways, as this waiter drops the bottle, he hands me a card and points to the right, OMGGGGG it was #name withheld# an R&B celebrity, and he just gave me his card, whoop whoop. The girls kept saying I should go over to his table, but heck I had to play hard to get at least a little. After a couple of minutes as I am walking towards him, some groupies #eye rolling, rushed toward him. Talk about tough luck, I wasn’t about to go join them, ooh no and if I just turned back the whole world would know I was going to meet him. Luckily, Cynthia from nowhere grabbed my hands and said we should all go dancing. Lool, while dancing some boys (as in really, boys), would come to see if they can cash on their luck and we give them the “you gotta be sh**ing me look”, worked well.

Partially drunk and fully tired, we headed back to the limo, well not in the same finesse we did when 

coming in. Kagiso was drunk as hell and kept hitting on the 50 year old limo driver, that was a good laugh, she even flashed him, the poor man was stoned.

A few of us dropped off, the rest of us went back to Cynthia’s and continued the party, starting with office gossips (sooo not going there) to how we are going to miss Cynthia. Fun night not had this in a while.

Sept 24^th ……

Omg its 2pm in the afternoon and just waking up. Aarrgh, we slept pretty late. I needed leave immediately. Wait, I am forgetting something, “mr celebrity’s card”, where is it, I seem to have lost it, this cannot be happening, this is the 1^st major celebrity that has hit on me ever, #crying, and I have no clue where it is. Noooooooooooooooooo. Heading to my place to do chores, yeah after a night of mad fun you wake up to the reality of your life, Oh well…….. I fink I want a baby, they are so cute. They were all over the place when I went shopping, it is like the universe is sending me a message. Cousins came over, so I had to cook for a battalion, on the plus side you see the happiness and it makes you happy, nothing like family, I LOVE MY FAMILY.