Crushes

I work with two women that I think are just dandy. I’ve talked to the one on the third floor briefly and I was, just as briefly, her secret admir­er. The oth­er one has fan­tas­tic red hair. My crush­es on them swing like a pen­du­lum.

Cur­rent­ly, I am fas­ci­nat­ed by the blonde upstairs. This is due main­ly to the fact that I saw her twice last week and she said hel­lo to me, specif­i­cal­ly, both times. She has very nice eyes and mis­chie­vous lips that hint at her char­ac­ter. My cowork­ers refer to her as my 3rd floor girl­friend.

The red­head has amaz­ing long red hair that most peo­ple seem to think is dyed. If so it is a very good dye job. No one seems to know any­thing about her. She has quite nice skin and I saw her look­ing at my adi­das spezials last week. I refer to her as the ‘red­haired heartache.’

I’m leery of ask­ing either one to do any­thing with me. Main­ly because I am a gut­less cow­ard, but also because I’m still fig­ur­ing out what is accept­able in a work envi­ron­ment. I don’t want to get in trou­ble. Also, am I sup­posed to just go to their cube and ask ’em out to din­ner? I’m think­ing about it too much, I know. I’m just not good at strik­ing up con­ver­sa­tions out of the blue.