I've always lived by the adage that you don't dip your pen in the company ink.
Brings a new meaning to blue balls.
I've always lived by the adage that you don't dip your pen in the company ink.
Not really like you'd expect. From what someone told me, a lot of threats, but at the end no ass kicking-- well he got punched in the face a couple of times, that's it. The girl's father called the cops but nothing came of it. The franchise owner fired the guy (sort of a no duh on that one) and the girl he was caught with, his wife didn't leave him or anything like that but she's got him by the balls these days.I've dated women I worked with several times in my past, with varying degrees of success. As a manager of a donut shop I dated a girl that worked for me, and it did cause a few problems at work, so she quit, and we dated for a few years after that. I worked at a department store and dated a girl in another department and the work thing never got in the way, it was actually pretty cool as we saw each other everyday and had lunch together ect.
When I was an asst. manager at a pizza restaurant, there were three shifts, and I worked all three on rotation. I ended up dating a waitress on each shift, they never worked together, so it worked out great! Until the manager, a woman, found out and scheduled all three girls for the same shift, with me. Not good for the Kailer. But I'd like to point out this was a LONG time ago.
So, sometimes it works out datinmg at work, and sometimes it does not.Had this been within teh last year, I'd swear you were an old friend from grade school. He basically did the same thing: was a manager at a fast food joint, was getting it on with 2 of his teenage cashiers (he's in his early thirties) and thought he had it figured out, was 1005 postive he's never get caught, till one girl came in off her shift to get some school papers signed by him and caught him and the other girl in the back parking lot while he was giving her his "special sauce" so to speak.
Best part (from a evil laugh at the idiot POV): the other girl tooka pic on her cellphone, called the guy's wife, the girl's father and had them come down to the restaurant.
Whoa!I want to know how badly that ended.
Yesterday I went to a training session with a couple of female coworkers. On the ride down there, they asked why I didn't look for dates at work.
They seemed shocked when I mentioned the old phrase (and apologies for the language), "You don't fuck where you eat."
So let me ask you BBS'ers, do you look at your coworkers as possible dates? Has it ever worked out for you? And finally, if it goes wrong, does it always go horribly wrong as it has in my experience?
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