Oh dear

You know that woman in the other office who I said was pretty fit and we seem to be flirting on an upwards curve? Well, although i've not spoken to her (Let's call her X) since last week it would appear that the flirtation/attraction has been noted by those around us.

We were having a conversation in our office as to why the really successful Chrimbo parties don't happen at the police station anymore* (Well, I was being told 'cos i'm the new boy whereas the others have been here for donkeys and are dead institutionalised) and that led on to some of the other people who had worked here, primarily one woman who was getting divorced and had a merry old time romping through the coppers.

Anyway, that conversation ended and it was only as P was leaving the office that he piped up about this woman again. He started banging on about her behaiviour, how he had to chaperone her at one Chrimbo bash, how she would be after men and how one she did get, who showered her with cash, didn't show affection and ended up boring her. This led P to another ramble about affairs, how she should have gone for a fling with someone who did show affection and keep the boring one too.

All well and good, until he just suddenly came out with, "We're wondering when you and X are going to get it on'. Fuck! Has it been that obvious? Or is this organisation so filled with old people that the sight or sound of two relatively young people getting on well can only mean adultery in the making?

I should have asked him what odds he was offering...

* Apparently the big Chrimbo bash was in full swing, usually an all day event with plenty of booze and the like, and a high-ranking delegation from the Met were visiting. As they were shown around a station revelling in the party spirit, they were ushered into the gym to be confronted by a CID Inspector getting sucked off by an Admin girl! Hahahaha class!
Needless to say, all booze has been banned from the station and subsequent Chrimbo parties have been as dead as a Dodo.