Raining idiots

It was raining hard this morning. This worried me, no not that I don't like rain, it can be depressing when it doesn't let up, but mostly I am ok with rain.



But rain tends to bring out the idiots which meant that I was doubly afraid of the new road layout as mentioned in passing in my post yesterday. I listened carefully to each travel bulletin, just waiting for the news that would surely come. Sure enough there were problems on the motorway, but further west, yeah yeah I know one junction down the road can hardly be classed as far away, but the main thing was that it wasn't going to interrupt my journey to work.



So I drove to work in heavy rain, there were still idiots without lights or only side lights. On the whole my drive was uneventful.



But it was when I reached work that it started. I am convinced that the rain was heavily laced with some kind of idiot serum. Virtually everyone I spoke to seemed to be missing a few marbles. Now the fact that the carrier firm which was delivering 2 parcels to the same place for us, managed to seperate them and send one to London and one to Manchester, nolonger surprises me.



The fact that when asking the acting warehouse manager when a local delivery was made by our own delivery van, he could find no record of the order (which was being delivered at just that moment) didn't surprise me either. This is the man who will phone me up to ask a question about an order that is in his hand , expecting me to know what the customer requires. which then means that I have to go down to the warehouse to look at it or ask him to bring it to the office. Excuse me you have the paperwork in your hand!!!!!!!!!



But the customer who rang up to ask why we had sent him some products that he had asked for the previous day as they had been missing from his original order that was a surprise. Not only that but it took me a good hour of phone calls going back and forth, paperwork checked and colleagues who had spoken to him yesterday questioned, to get to the bottom of his problem and convince him that the products were his and he has already paid for them so no we didn't want to collect them again.



My day just kept getting better and better, not.

There was also a long conversation with Garfield which culminated in him saying

If I said meet me in a hotel would you?

I think it was a shock to him that any woman would dare to turn him down. I don't know if he thinks he is a sex god or if it's his money that talks for him. He tried to persude me that it would be ok for me to meet him because Romeo is not around. He just doesn't get the idea that I have decided to be faithful to Romeo and he cannot bribe me into being unfaithful. Besides I could never get involved with someone so closely connected with my work.

But the sun did come out this afternoon and for a while the feel of warm sun on my arm was lovely and soothing. I almost forgot that I have been feeling quite down since early yesterday evening.

Thinking, teasing, flirting, lusting, seducing, betraying

I have been thinking about conversations


conversations that make me smile


conversations full of lust


conversations that make me cringe


conversations that make me think


conversations that make me deceitful





Percy wrote a post about Teasing, flirting and Seducing. He talked about the difference between the three. This got me thinking about how I behave.


I have always enjoyed teasing my friends. They in turn tease me too.


I have discovered that I enjoy flirting on the phone or online, I take my teasing to another level by being suggestive in my teasing. I have often referred to my job as being paid to flirt. I find it easy to flirt on the phone or online because the person I am flirting with can't see me. He can imagine me to be the perfect sexual woman in his eyes, but more than that I can pretend in my own mind that I am sexy.





Some of my customers flirt with me, Garfield makes lewd suggestions, his conversations are very sexual. Sometimes he gets so involved in this that he forgets the reason he rang in the first place. It is just banter between two people who have met through work, he tells me what he likes, he asks me what I like, sometimes his conversations get too intrusive and I have to tell him that I am not having this conversation. I have noticed recently that I have become uncomfortable with these conversations. It isn't because he makes me uncomfortable, it is because I am changing. Where I had found these conversations amusing I now find them more distatesful. I feel that by having these chats I am being disrespecting of the man who holds my heart.





Earlier in the week I was chatting with Lotto. He told me how much he had enjoyed seeing me last week. He told me how he had wanted me the moment he saw me. I smile to myself as I remember that it hadn't been obvious but then Lotto is good at hiding his desires. Either he is very good at acting cool or I just wasn't looking for the signs. He asks me if I wanted him as soon as I saw him, I am not sure how to answer. I don't want to lead him on by saying yes, but equally I don't want to hurt him by saying no, so I avoid giving a straight answer.





Earlier in the week I had an unexpected chat with Thomas aka My Knight. He is so gorgeous and sexy and unexplicably he desires me as much as I desire him. But our lustathon has changed. we both lust after the other but now he knows my heart is Romeo's. We talk about the impossibility of monogamy. I assert my belief that I can and will be monogomous. It was never a problem for me in the past so I don't believe it will be now. He doesn't believe he would be faithful even if he was getting what he wanted at home. During our conversation it becomes evident that our conversations in the future will never be the same again. How could they be, we have always been so liberal with our expression of lust for each other. I can't do that now and he doesn't expect it. From now our comunications will be friendly but much more chaste than in the past.





Talking to Garfield, Lotto and Thomas has made me realise that I don't feel comfortable talking so intimately with any man other than Romeo.





This brings me to seduction, Romeo is the only man I want to seduce, he is the only man I want to be seduced by. In a way the last few months have been a mutual seduction for us. Long may this continue




I know that many men like Ron wil disagree with me, that talking dirty with anyone other than Romeo is a betrayal, but I am looking at it this way, as harmless banter it is fun but I know I would not be happy if I thought Romeo was talking dirty with other women so I won't do it with other men anymore.

Snippets

LiR its like pillow talk when you answer the phone

Its your fault

So does that mean you are turning me down?

It took me a lot of courage to ask you

Not fallen off the ladder I trust?

You need one of my famous temple massages

Well I understand your situation so I'll leave the ball in your socket

I've done the 'trophy wife' bit, now I want a real woman