What Is This Green Stuff?
Why is this here? What the hell? Is this jealousy?
Allow me to explain. So my vacation continues through this week and into next week. This is not a vacation in the traditional sense. I may not be going to the office, but I am working from afar. This is a working vacation and I have no problem with it. Actually, that’s not entirely true. I would prefer to be at work, doing all my report writing there, rather than trying to do it all from home, where I know that I’m nowhere near as productive. I miss my keyboard and dual computer screens at work. I do have a window adjacent to my cubicle. I also have a window adjacent to the dining table, which for the time being has become my de facto workspace, but it’s not the same.
Tomorrow, Serena will be back in the office. It’ll be her first of two days in the office, with the other being this coming Friday. Last week, Christina had assigned me some work to complete with Serena, though we were supposed to do this work on Friday. I think that Christina might be on to my closeness to Serena, which is why I suspect that she gave “us” both work to complete together. I doubt that this was a random assignment. Still, no one knows that Serena is my next work wife. Actually, I don’t know if Serena believes that she’s my next work wife. That’s probably a conversation we should have soon.
Anyway, I don’t think that I’ll be seeing Serena tomorrow, even though if we really applied ourselves, we probably could. She will be working with another one of our co-workers, while I do things on my own. To be more specific, Serena will be hanging out with one of our male co-workers. In a previous entry, I reference how Serena told me that she herself experienced some amount of jealously when another female co-worker hung out with me in her place. It looks like it’s my turn and I clearly understand now how Serena felt back in May.
But here’s the thing. The guy she’ll be hanging out with tomorrow is gay. Why in the hell is this messing with me as much as it does? Should this even be a thing for me? Normally, I can explain everything, but this, for the life of me, is eluding me. I don’t get it.
Here’s the thing that hangs over me, maybe just a bit. Do I tell her that I might be somewhat jealous that she will be hanging out with a gay guy tomorow? Is that even a normal thing?
Indeed, I am conflicted. Yes, what the hell is this?!?!