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God. Damn. It.
It appears the lawyer I am working for independent contractor has told me his secretary has requested I stay out of her office and not talk to her so much, as though I were not giving her space etc. He then said he's working on getting me an office of my own in his place....
She just told me she never said that.... Moreover, she shared that he's very protective of her and that it's hell for her to date anybody.... She doesn't mind him looking out for her, but it's a bit much at times. Moreover, it's hard for her to have people around her, because nobody wants to face the wrath of this lawyer. I agree; it is a hell of a wrath and not one I want.
The implication is clear, he doesn't want me around her because he sees me as that kinda threat (that I'd try to get with her).
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He could not be more wrong here. Like I mean if he tried, he could not be more wrong here. This is a man who will determine my future, because if he says I'm a good lawyer, people will hire me. If he says I suck, then nobody will. I'm not kidding about that by the way. The guy is scary powerful....
Let's sum up:
a.) I am, apparently, completely undetectable as gay or whatever you wanna call me liking only men. Very little escapes [boss] and I fear I'll escape very little if I piss him off.
b.) Still a catch and a cosmic joke.
c.) On the one hand; he's starting to (laughably, for several reasons) view me as a threat. Not good.
d.) On the other hand; I can't exactly tell him one of the best reasons why he shouldn't view me as that type of a threat, at least as pertains to secretary....
This might qualify as evidence in one sense: I'm pretty sure there is a god and now he's just gotta be screwing with me while sitting back and laughing his ass off.
Well .... I think the proper expletive to employ in endeavors of this ever so exhausting experience equals the expression, "Fuck."