Friday, February 11, 2011
Been Six Years
Six years ago when I was a trainer for one of the companies I worked for, I met her. She was one of my trainees. She stood out because of all the extra effort she went through for me. How she led the class to make me feel in the spotlight all the time. Like I wasn't considering the position I was in. (Shrug) It begun with a constant group hug tease in each class that transcended to the daily Wendy's and coffee after shift. She waited for me till the wee hours of the morning or at least until I've locked up the office and there I'd be surprised to find her in the parking lot waiting for me, with a Wendy's meal or coffee in tow. We usually drove around or just chilled and talked after. Usually heading home at 4am and reporting to work at 8am. Crazy. The wooing continued for the next few weeks. I got to find out that she was in a blurry state with her current (then) girlfriend. But she said, they were over. That's why I continued seeing her until we finally became an item.
With her I broke the rules. No, this time, I wasn't bending them -- I totally broke them. We kept it separate at work. Although it was insanely hard to, but we got thru it. She still waited for me each and every time after work and spend time till early hours of the morning. Things were going on smoothly, until things started turning sour. Her ex (at least I was made to believe she was) kept coming back. There are even times we would run into her in the wee hours of the morning with her friends in tow. Which is odd considering she doesn't work the night shift at her job. To keep things undefiled, we eventually broke up. It was during our team building at some resort in Bulacan that it all turned sour. Traumatic indeed. She showed up there, won her over and ditched me just like that. Her ex turned gf (again) threw the bracelet I gave for our first month of being together. Tore the necklace she gave me from my neck and humiliated me big time.
I was single after that.
I learned that falling in love with your subordinate sucks. I allowed it never to happen until six years later I fell in love again....now that's a different story.