So today I walk into my office and there are two girls sitting there near my desk, an HB1 (no, seriously, she's so gross, but the nicest girl in the world) an an HB7. The HB7 caught my attention immediately because she's brand new, introducing herself to everyone. She doesn't work in my office, but down the hall at a place I go to frequently enough to make contact, but infrequently enough to not make it weird to hit on her respectfully.
I knew immediately I wanted to try some things on her, but that I had to hold it back some because I'm around all my coworkers, this is my work environment, and I have to respect her new position. So I kept it fun and fairly persistent, but not to the degree to make a rejection happen; just to flirt and give off some sexual energy.
Anyway. I sit at my desk, 8 people are all talking at once, so I look at this girl until she turns her head to me. As soon as she looks at me I crack a nice smirking smile and said "Hey what's up?"
HB7: "Not much."
I ask her what her name is, said it's nice to meet her, asked her how long she's been here, the basic co-worker get to no you things. I spaced out all these questions and directed my attention away from her in between questions and then very clearly and loudly spoke in the other conversation. Then I'd direct my attention back to her. I asked her where she was from, and she said Tennessee.
Me: "Oh shit man! The Dirty South!"
She laughed. I then told her "hey come over here, I don't like yelling over people." She came over to where I was sitting. I said "No, for real, I love Tennessee. How do you like Texas?"
HB7 "It's okay, it's windy."
I noticed very quickly she was wearing a shitty black digital Casio wristwatch. I grabbed her hand and pulled it up and said (squinting my eyes, smirking) "I like your watch. When are you going to get a nice watch?"
She laughed and smiled, and said "what do you mean?"
Me: "I just think we could get you into a better watch is all. Take your watch off." (I'm still holding her hand)
She takes her watch off, while I was holding her hand.
Me: "Here, try mine."
She's loving this, she's smiling huge and giggling the whole time. I put my watch on her and held it up for her to see
Me: "See? Isn't that bitchin'? Now you look fuckin' awesome!"
Her: "Well it's a little too big for me."
Me: "Pffft! Whatever dude!"
I take my watch off of her and smile. She stands there for a minute, I ignore her. I didn't want to give her too much attention and make it awkward. Again, I'm at work so I can't go too hard; still have to give workplace respect.
One of my friends & coworkers, he then looks at her and says "do you know how much that watch was worth, that you had on your wrist."
I instantly got nervous, he knows what I'm doing (he's my best friend, I've been telling him all my plans) so he thinks he's going to help me. I didn't want to mention anything about my watch's value because I think it would be pathtetic and tacky. 'ooOoOoo let me tell you about my expensive watch.' No.
Friend: "That watch is worth six grand!"
Me (acting bashful): "yeahhhh. . . I don't like to brag. It's a nice watch."
HB7: Uhh, what kind of watch is it?"
Me (trying to play this off like I don't want to brag, because I don't): "It's a Rolex."
She didn't seem to pay any mind to it either way.
This ended the watch conversation.
I don't wear a Rolex to be flashy. It's a Rolex Submariner which is an extraordinarily nice, highly quality of manufacture watch, but it's conservative looking stainless steel case & band with a black dial. My dad gave it to me years ago, I also run a clock repair business and I'm big into watches and Horology. Rolex is a status symbol of sorts, but I never brag about the watch, I just enjoy owning it and talking to friends about Rolex, watches, clocks and timekeeping
HB1 starts talking to her about something, she walks away from me and starts talking to HB1. As she's talking I'm talking to other people in the room, loudly, asserting my opinion and generally just acting fun, and slightly outrageous.
I look over and HB7 and she's eyefucking me. I stare back at her with a squint and a smirk, and try to convey that sexual tension. I'm thinking it worked because her mouth was hanging open a little bit as far as I could tell.
After a few minutes I call her back over.
Me: "Hey I have a personal question for you."
HB7: "Is it how tall I am?"
Me (playfully): "No! Why would you think that?"
HB7: "I'm four foot **I cant remember what she said but the girl is short** I get it all the time"
Me: "Well that's really rude."
HB7: *laughs a bit* "I am?"
Me: "No, people asking you how tall you are. It's so typical for someone to ask that, just because you're a little short. That stuff doesn't matter. No I wanted to ask you about your last name, it's ***** (insert spanish name) but you have blonde hair. What's up with that?"
She goes on to tell me her dad is from Cuba. I asked why her dad is from Cuba but lives in Tennessee, she says she doesn't know, just general small-talk chit chat, friendly and nice. I act interested in what she has to say; which I was genuinely a little interested, she was nice and I like nice people.
HB1 says they have to go. I tell HB7 as she's walking out the door "Hey it was good to meet you". She stops and turns, and says it was good to meet me.
About fifteen minutes later, since she's new, and I handle supply for new people, I had to give her a letter to pick some stuff up. I go to her office, talk to her boss for a minute completely ignoring her. As I'm walking out I signal her to follow me and I don't stop walking, I barely look at her.
Me: Let's go girl! We need to write letters and shit!"
Walking down the hall, I slow my place a bit until I know she's about three feet behind me, and I keep that pace the whole time, going to my office. I get on my computer, she sits at another desk across from mine, I take my top off to reveal all my colorful arm tattoos through my short sleeve shirt, hoping to get a tattoo question, but she didn't bite. Oh well.
I start typing, telling her "yeah we just have to get you some things you need. You'll take this letter down to blah blah blah....... Do you have one of these jackets already?"
HB7: "No, I have a parka, it's an extrasmall, and it comes down to my ankles" she smiles and laughs as she tells me this.
Me (smiling): "Are you self conscious about your height? You've mentioned it twice now.'
HB7: She thinks for a minute "no I don't think so."
Me: "Well good. You shouldn't be."
At this point the letter was printed and I told a coworker (also a friend) to bring it to me. I signed the letter, looked her dead in the eyes, smiled
Me: There you go Kristina with a K. I followed her out to go to my car and go home. As I left I wanted to back off some so I didn't seem obsessed with her, so I didn't talk to her down the hall. When she was going back to her office I simply said "see you tomorrow."
So there you go. A bit long yes, but I'm very excited that I was able to pull this much confidence out so quickly after my breakup with my wife. I know I made mistakes throughout this exchange, but overall I think I did okay.
I have thought about what to do tomorrow, since it's Friday. I'm considering finding a way into conversation with her, and toward the end of the day saying something like "Hey, I'd like to get to know you better, let's go have a drink." If she rejects, then that's cool; I don't need to date a coworker that bad. I figured I'd just say "okay, if you're not interested, that's cool, have a good weekend." If she accepts, then great.
About the risk factor of dating a coworker. I thought about this, but it's not a big deal. We don't have the same job, she works down the hall from me. But more importantly is that on Tuesday I'll be going to a different building entirely (permanently), so if something weird were to happen, then we definitely will not be working closely by any means. My prospect of seeing her around is there; I will see her, but I have no need to go to her office on any sort of a basis (maybe once a year). So the coworker thing in this respect is safe enough.
Another thing that happened, that I enjoyed, although it employed no game on my part.
I dropped my kids off at their Boxing class, so I sat in my car and talked to my mom on the phone. Another HB7 walks out of the gym, hair pulled back, in workout clothes, makeup on, pretty sexy looking, and she immediately makes eye contact with me. She smiles very big at me, and I smile back. She goes to get in her car, parked next to mine, and smiles again as she looks at me while getting into the car. She puts her car in drive and rolls forward and I intently move my body to make eye contact again, still on the phone, and she looks at me and gives me a big shit-eating-grin again.
I'm not used to this. I don't know why she was so intent on smiling at me so much. I've seen her at the gym before, I know she's seen me, but we've never so much as really looked at each other. But when I went inside to pick my kids up, I talked to one of the female coaches. She came up to me quickly to talk, she just wanted to chit-chat, she's a nice lady. But as I'm talking to her, I realize that two days ago she asked where my wife was at, and I blew her off. I asked my kids if they told anyone there that we're getting a divorce, and the older one said no, there's no way because he hasn't said anything. So I'm thinking that the woman there noticed that my wife hasn't been taking them to boxing, and that I've been showing up all the time, and that I'm not wearing a ring anymore. Also, while we were talking, she said that one of the people there had said "there's a tattooed dude sitting out in the parking lot on the phone, he's been there for an hour," to which she looked out the window and said "oh no that's ****** & ********'s dad." The only thing I can figure, why this HB7 would make it an absolute point to catch my eye contact and give me a smile, is that these women talked and she's giving me the Divorce Pity-Attraction, which might be a thing, I don't know. Maybe I'm reading too much into it.
Anyway, any advice about the coworker would be nice. Any pointers on where I fucked up, where I was strong, what I should correct, what I should keep doing, and what I should make better?
Overall I'm happy with myself. I thought it was nice and I enjoyed being persistent again, for the first time in 7 years.