She joined my team (i.e. the one I work in, not the one I am in charge
of, for avoidance of doubt) in August as a junior analyst. As a next year’s
graduate, she has some way to go before she becomes a self-supporting team
member. By that time the workload she takes off other workmates is offset by more
experienced employees’ time sacrificed to teach her. No wonder, this is called
an investment in human capital. Nearly a decade ago some people, whom I am
grateful today, have invested in me.
She had had an internship last year in another department, then had a
break and returned to my team. She can boast to be in the first decile of best
students of the same university I have graduated from, so the managers thought
she is a very promising candidate.
In terms of background, I believe she is OK. Her energy and positive
attitude resemble me at such age (i.e. in 2010) will keep her company for a
while, then the ruthless corporation will suck it out of her. In terms of
behaviour, from the first hours, she has been extremely bold, including asking
people personal questions and openly flirting with me (after two weeks of
attempts and being confronted with my humorous, yet firm retorts she has not
completely given up on, yet reduced frequency of ambiguous chats).
What she is like? Tall, skinny, figure of a model, dyed blonde hear,
tonnes of make-up on face (a thick layer of powder and vivid-red lipstick). Her
behaviour is anything but natural not straightforward. She plays out roles all
the time, every her word, movement, smile, look seems carefully planned.
Whether she’s beautiful? Either I can’t tell, because I have never seen
her without make-up (somehow I don’t long for it) or just she does not square
with my definition of a beautiful woman who is beautiful without make-up.
My female colleagues dislike her. Not because they envy her a model’s
look, but since they see her duplicity and mistrust her. She is anything but
trustworthy, so we all watch our words while she is around.
Male workmates at first salivated at her sight, after a month they make
laugh of her. Quick change of mind boys in the office have exhibited lifts my
spirit. We have all realised she is looking out for a new cash machine. She met
her current boyfriend while having the aforementioned internship, therefore she
could not return to her previous workplace. My capacity to become a cash
machine are decent, yet my motivation is close to zero (I am considering the
“money in exchange for sex” arrangement).
One evening I thought about printing out the motto of the fellow blogger: UNDERSTAND YOUR BIOLOGY. THEN RISE ABOVE. But on second thoughts I concluded
this would be too provocative, through bright.
In the meantime our manager is committed to be her mentor and coach and
spends lots of time teaching her (taking that undesired load off backs of team
members). Sadly, folks around the floor have noticed it and his engrossment in
taking care of the new employee is a topic of gossips and jokes in nooks and
crannies of the office… To make it clear, I do not think he would go beyond
professional framework of this relationship, but the very fact an attractive young
girl sees him as seasoned manager boosts his ego.
Life’s a whore…
After one turns 30, when the ticking of the clock is more audible people
tend to go into two extremes. Either they raise the bar too high and no
potential partner can meet their exorbitant requirements or they lower their
expectations overly and get involved into middling relationships. This reminds
me of one sink-or-swim decision I should take…
1 comment:
The ticking clock for men? Mid- to late 50s, mate! No worries!
"Sex for security." No problem with that, as long as you're not being taken for the frajer
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