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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 8:35 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 9:47 pm
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[ // I don't have to be anyone other Than the birth of two souls in one // ] [ // I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn // ] [ // I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn // ] [ // I'm surrounded by identity crisis everywhere I turn // ]
[ // Am I the only one who noticed? I can't be the only one who's learned! // ]
Michael stared up at the sign that read "Compatibility Inc." and sighed. Damn his meddlesome secretary Faye for setting up this stupid appointment. Faye was a romantic that believed in soul mates, and that Michael needed a significant other to complete his life. He liked the girl, she was an amazing assistant, but this was going a bit far. Logically, he knew that he was handsome. At six feet six inches with a muscular frame, he was the type that commanded attention. His attitude was a bit more closed off, which often led to people thinking him a cold-hearted b*****d. So why was he even here? Because his assistant was also crafty, and had extracted a promise from him that he would go.
Normally, that wouldn't stop a guy like him from just going and then giving it up at the first convenient moment. However, Michael's manly pride and honor refused to let him be half-assed about this. He was a highly successful businessman and he had never gone back on his word. That and as much as he hated to admit it, there were days he hated coming home to an empty house.
So here he was stomping up to the counter where a smiling girl handed him a form and told him that his consultant would be right out. At the look on his face, she reassured him that the consultant was the best in the business. "If anyone can find you that special someone it would be him." she spoke with a perky tilt of her head. Michael had to keep from choking on the sweetness she radiated. "Thanks..." he replied in a slightly disbelieving tone.
Michael settled in one of the chairs and proceeded to fill in the boxes with his answers. He was slightly surprised when there was box to indicate sexual orientation. He had to give the place credit. At least they weren't one of those close-minded places or something. Michael proudly marked "bisexual" and couldn't help the little flutter that made him think he might just find something worth while here.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 3:01 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2012 2:56 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 1:49 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 2:48 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 12:15 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 8:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 3:46 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2013 1:58 pm
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[ // I don't have to be anyone other Than the birth of two souls in one // ] [ // I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn // ] [ // I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn // ] [ // I'm surrounded by identity crisis everywhere I turn // ]
[ // Am I the only one who noticed? I can't be the only one who's learned! // ]
Michael was finishing up some paperwork when Faye knocked on his door before leaning in with a sly smile. "Cupid, line one." she spoke as she entered the office. He thanked her with a nod and turned to the phone on his desk and the little flashing light. To be honest he was expecting this call, and also partially dreading it. It was perfectly natural to have given Kim his work number. After all he was at work more often than not and his personal cell phone was mostly unused unless in an emergency. No, the thing he was dreading was having to explain last night.
He picked up the receiver and was about to push the button when he notice Faye had yet to leave. He raised an eyebrow at her. She smiled and waved her hands, "Sorry, boss. You can't blame a girl for trying." Among other things, Faye was queen of the rumor mill and this escapade was about as juicy as rumors got in the building. Michael was just glad she wasn't malicious in her rumor mongering, and used it more to keep him informed about the lower ranks of his company. "I'll tell you later." he said simply and punched the button to take the call off hold. He heard her say, "You'd better." before he heard the door swing shut leaving him alone in the office.
He sighed as he got asked how the date went. Here is what he was dreading. "That's the thing, Kim. The date went fine." And it had, truly. Dinner was delicious, they found plenty to talk about. It was when they went to leave that it turned strange. They had accidentally bumped into some guy that Julieta knew apparently, and the two quickly became lost in their own conversation. Michael wasn't about to be rude and interrupt, and the conversation ended quickly enough that it wasn't awkward. He explained the situation to Kim and as he remembered the scene he realized something. "It was like a scene out of a romance movie, and I was not the leading man. I'm not mad about it, though. That's the weirdest part, I'm actually not upset at all." He sighed again and ran a hand through his hair. This romance stuff was confusing and more than a little frustrating. Kim made it seem so easy, and most of Michael's interactions with his personal Cupid made sense in ways that his date last night never had. "Is this kind of thing unusual? I'm really out of my element here...." He felt a little bad for asking so many questions all the time, but just like in any other venture he liked to listen to the experts and take their advise.
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 8:15 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 16, 2014 1:18 pm
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2016 12:54 pm
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