Yesterday, as I was walking through the office I saw a the man known as Pantene. He is called that because of his über fabulous hair. I am not lying when I say that it is amazingly picture perfect and camera ready. He is cute too with hot ivy league frat boy looks, but the hair is really the prize. With that said, it may strike you as odd that I generally do not pay him that much attention because like any nice picture or great vase, all I need is that first good look. He is not someone that I want to talk to or spend time with so he is pretty much an office decoration. I mean, even if you thought that pop art photo of the flower or art deco clock was SO CUTE when you first saw it, after a while you start to forget it is there. That is how I feel about Pantene.
The point is that as I was walking by I noticed that he was engaged in conversation with the new intern. My first thought was, "Isn't that nice. He is making her feel welcome." As I got closer that warm and fuzzy feeling was replaced with a "For real, Dude?" feeling as I realized that this grown man was macking on the intern. Are you serious? Don't you have a girlfriend? Don't answer that because the answer is yes. I know the answer is yes because people in the office have not only met her, but repeatedly made fun of the tacky leopard print that she was wearing.
This feeling was only heightened when I realized that they were bonding and talking about hanging out in the same place. There is no where other than church, the supermarket or the mall that the intern and I should have in common and even then we should be in different areas. I am a grown woman. He is a grown man. She is one step away from being a teenager. We should not be running the same circles and if we are one of us should be embarrassed to be seen there.
He, however, is not embarrassed Really, Finn (Glee reference) was college that great that you refuse to graduate socially. Those pretty boy good looks are not going to mean much when you become that weird creeper dude at the pub crawl. Right, David Wooderson? (Matt McConaughey in Dazed in Confused. You remember the line, right. "Naw, man. That's what I like about these high school girls; I get older, they stay the same age.") Is that who you want to be. Good grief. Is it that hard to do better?
We laugh at that guy. We are laughing at you, Pantene.
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