I do enjoy the hours I work. Especially the hours.
I think its perfect- enough time to become rather closely acquainted without the fear of each of us boring the other.
I've ever been a very good girlfriend in real life. I saw this one guy for a while (We shall call him James) and bless him he put up with me for way longer than it was worth. James would listen to my utter bullshit for hours on end and nod when required, a near perfect quality in a man. Sure I used to cook his dinner and wait up for him to finish work .. or was that the other way round..
Unfortunately for James and I it didn't work out but, but we're till pretty good friends.
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