Me don't like him

I am having an out-of-body experience here, folks.
Just bumped into my best friend's boyfriend at the neighborhood Wal-Mart.
He was with another woman, and a very familiar looking newborn baby.
His nervous look told me everything that I wanted to know.

Just a quickie

I am SHOCKED, SHOCKED, I tell you, that my ex believes that we are so close that he can call me up to discuss the woes that he's having in his current relationship.
Okay, she's giving him the flux, so obviously he loves her.

I tell him to go to her, with open arms.

What will I do if he invites me to his wedding?
Will I play nice and go?
Will I stand him up and be accused of being envious?
Better yet, am I prepared for the most selfish, self-worshipping dude that I know to devote his love to someone else?

WHEW. Too much thinking. My head hurts.

I've got a women's empowerment movement to run, can't be focused on the mundane.

Tata for now,
EJ

What's the point?

A decade ago I was stuck in grad school rewriting a thesis.
I had flunked the first oral defense and I was determined not to flunk it a second time. I sent the television home, and decided that I would work on the thesis full time nonstop.

I also decided that I would take on a lover for the semester.

He had a girlfriend and I used to date his best friend. Because of this, neither one of us would develop feelings for the other, we would just be lovers. We even drew up a contract.

That was the plan, anyway. Of course we caught feelings, and thankfully, I graduated before anything could develop.

Fast-forward 10 years and he's back. Ahh, the evils of Google. He's found me. We've been chatting.
The old memories were good ones.
We've even said the "L" word. We've DEFINITELY said the "F" word.

We were so ready to seal the deal when he tells me that he only has 3 weeks left as a bachelor.

So, what was the point?

One last fling before the wedding ring?

How pathetic.

Best Bosses Vs. Corporate Catfights

Funny thing,

I pick up my Chicago Sun-Times today and I see a beautiful story about the best bosses in Chicago. One of the bosses is actually in a jacuzzi, one of the perks that he doles out to his employees, I guess.

I say I GUESS because as I scanned the smiling faces of the best bosses, I couldn't help but feel a sick sorrow about the bosses that my colleagues and I have dealt with over the years. We didn't have best bosses, instead, we had a string of "best backstabbers" best "career killers" best "promotion blockers," etc. you get the idea.

Crazy, right?
FYI, none of the best bosses in the Sun-Times article looked anything like me (African-American women) and I can't help but wonder if that's an oversight on the journalist's part, or if something more sinister is going on in the workplace.

Is corporate cattiness rampant where YOU work?
What do you think?

Afternoon Delight--at work!

The Dangerous Allure Of a little 'Afternoon Delight'

Dating from the office pool seems like the last bastion of hope for today's woman.
Where else can you find a pool of apparently sane men that share the same interests as you? And you're practically chained to your desk, so when do you have the time to meet other people?

Now unless you work at one of the nation's top modeling agencies, finding the perfect hunk at work may be a daunting task, but there are some jewels there.

Take that overweight, slovenly IT guy, for example.

Look past his disheveled demeanor and you have quite the catch: He's been pre-screened for drugs; he's a troubleshooter; you're with him at least 8 hours a day, so you know his temperament in various situations; you probably dislike the same managers and you may know more about his dreams and aspirations than his current significant other, the Wii.

Throw a nice suit and some sexy cologne into the mix and it won't take much to envision a full-blown love scene in the company parking lot.

Such fantasies occur every hour of every day in Any Company, USA, but these days, quite a few coworkers make their freaky fantasies a raunchy reality.

And this quest for a little afternoon delight is landing professional women in some strange and embarrassing situations.

Most women already realize that dating on the job is a minefield, yet the past few months have netted one jaw-dropping fall from graceafter another. It seems as if each time unscrupulous, on-the-clock lovers hit rock bottom, another careless couple begins to dig.

We were just getting over the shock of astronaut Lisa Nowak's diapered-bottom road trip (allegedly to kidnap her lover's other lover), when the Pocono Record reported that six Monroe County Correctional Facility employees were charged with having illegal sexual contact with inmates. One female officer was accused of carrying on an affair with a female inmate and soliciting a male inmate (who happens to be a convicted murderer) to father her child.

These random sex acts aren't just unethical, they are illegal, as it is a third-degree felony for corrections employees to engage in sexual activity with inmates. If convicted, this lusty officer may find herself on the wrong side of the prison wall for a very long time.

Soon thereafter, another scandal broke, this time in the Windy City, when a Chicago-area principal and two subordinates became household names for all the wrong reasons.

A secret video camera placed in the principal's office recorded the middle-aged, yet surprisingly virile, man having intimate encounters with the women, allegedly during school hours.

All three parties have since resigned, but the crap is only beginning to hit the fan.

Cook County officials are still trying to determine who made the secret sex DVD and if that person broke any wiretapping laws. I'll go on record with my suspicion that the secret video vigilante is a scorned woman; and I'm certain that everyone involved in this scandal has an inkling about who she is.

If that is the scenario, the person who made--and then mass-mailed--the sex DVDs to the parents in the ex-principal's school district sure as hell may be on their way to the post office for one more delivery, this time, to the ex-principal's wife.

I hope that I'm wrong.

Meanwhile, the ex-principal has attempted to atone to his wife: "I want to apologize to my wife of 30 years. My actions were not those of a loyal husband," he said in a statement released by his attorney; and his two lovers have gone underground.

Surely, the fallout from that DVD reaches far beyond the ex-principal's home life.

Those two women in the tape must rebuild their personal lives, professional careers, AND they must come to terms with the fact that their married boss was playing them both.

Even worse, the women must also brace themselves for when that 2-hour sex DVD becomes available online.

These two scandalous scenarios have illustrated the absolute worst consequences for fooling around at work: Jobs have been lost, lives destroyed and reputations are forever etched in the internet search databases.

Yet even in the aftermath of these public sex scandals, you can rest assured that there will continue to be careless coworkers stealing away for some afternoon delight while on the clock.
Ladies, I beg you, please be wise.

If your lover has a tendency to get you all worked up during work hours, protect yourself: Keep a toy in your purse so that you can settle matters discreetly on your coffee break.

Or better yet, sweetly demand that your secret Loverboy splurge on a room.

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