The whole story with Mr. Fix-It started on my birthday. I came into my lab the day after and found an envelope with my name printed on it. Inside of this envelope was a card with a little note from Mr. Fix-It saying he is responsible for greeting May birthdays for my department (why I didn't smell something fishy at this point is beyond me, since my department consists of me and my helper) and that I was entitled to lunch for two at the restaurant of my choosing in honor of my day of birth. I wasn't sure how to proceed, but didn't think much of it so I tossed it into my bag and forgot about it in general. When the Unintentional Date happened, Handy Man mentioned the lunch card when setting up his little scheme, so I figured that if anything actually did need to be redeemed in that area, it had been done. The lunch happened, and Mr. Fix-It went off to train before being sent to Iraq.
At the going-away party that Mr. Fix-It's department threw for him, all of the employees that are friendly with Mr. FI wrote down our email addresses to receive updates on his training and mission. Shortly after leaving, I began to get Mr. FI's mass-emailed missives - but I also received some personal emails as well. I thought all was understood in the Friendly Co-Worker vs. Potential Life-Partner debate, until I got this email:
.....well actually the lunch coupon was a seperate thing.....OK, OK, I might as well say it now, I was trying to ask you out to lunch without making it awkward for the involved parties. I thought I'd put a little gimmick to it, and it was a nice way to get to know you. So if you're still interested in the lunch part, I'll be back in a few months. Take care now.
I really do think that Mr. FI is a very sweet guy, but I'm just wondering: what in the hell about this whole situation avoided awkwardness?? It feels like the time in 8th Grade when my friends decided that I should "go out" (translation: become automatic BF/GF with) a 6th grader and then asked him out for me. That debacle lasted nearly 24 hours before the mutual decision to call it off was reached. Point being: this situation has overflowed with awkwardness of the most middle-school kind, so it makes me laugh that he says he was trying to avoid it. I understand shyness and all, but JEEZ. What a crazy ploy.
Lyrics of the Day
"I love you - period. Do you love me - question mark. Please, please - exclamation point. I want to hold you - in parentheses." Dan Baird I Love You Period