Sinister Plot of Work and Dating


My hair has grown a few inches since I cut it. The photoshoot which was set out for months finally got into schedule, same day as the final interview to a new job.. After months of dissociation, I’m finally out of the comforts of my dungeon.

It has never been a problem getting along with random strangers. Although initially, some girls could be quiet receptive letting another woman in.

So in a working environment dominated by men, I’d have to say that rules are plain and simple. If you’re a new face, dressing up like a closet has been rummaged for some fashion event, people usually underestimate the veracity of one’s extent for personality. 

While in training, the operations manager finally laid his terms, “you seem nice and sweet..If you follow my lead, you’ll definitely get there.. what’s that spider on your chest..”   Oh, that? you have to figure out.. But of course, I can’t afford transparency. The mysteries in life are worth discovering than hearing. But this kind of flamboyant monologue comes from a dreamy desperation to sit on a million valued chair. The president couldn’t care less of your shit unless the profit you’re putting in is indispensable comparable to majority.

Going back.. In a company structured with complex environment such as hierarchy and departments, dating the authority has privileges and risks. You have to realize though that while you have nothing to serve on the table, the repercussions have more risks than benefits. As an advocate of self reliance, connecting your life line to one person could either dry out the source or limit mobility through control. Hence my instinct only allows me to choose when I’ve earned my safety kit–that leading to exceeding performance expectations. Now for some women, it seems like a temptous course to go for the president..but that would only be appetizing if you’re willing to give up freedom for sushi and wine. That being the case, I refuse to date the highest of the hierarchy.

So I’m on to a new plot and could imagine the limitless possibilities. The best position is to keep some distance, watching the rats fiddle on the their own traps.

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