On Wednesdays we have staff meetings from 9-10am. (Usually more like 9:30-11am, but I'll save that for another post.) Then, we go to lunch together as a staff.
Today we went to North Star. I often wonder as I'm walking into a restaurant with 4 bearded men what people are thinking I'm doing with them. I'm sure I appear out of place. Anyway, lunch very often consists of NFL coverage and other topics of non-interest to me. But today we were discussing our upcoming Staff Christmas Party. Now, I've had mixed feelings about this party. I mean, I love my coworkers (and okay maybe I love their wives more) so I'm always happy to hang out with all of them. But this is the sort of event you'd want to take a date to, if, say, you were the only single person at your office. Which I am. However, it would be COMPLETELY WEIRD to bring a date to this event, so I'm not going to.
And yet this is exactly what they proposed I do as we leapt into the discussion of where to eat and what to do for the Staff Christmas Party. I squashed that one fairly quickly.
Unfortunately, this conversation led to one inspiring this post and its title: Nick asked me what I thought about a guy at the church. Now, props to Nick for not trying to be coy or act like no one knew why he was asking. BUT STILL. I knew this day would come (again; yes, it's happened before, though less explicitly). The thing is, I've told them, on multiple occasions, I'm not interested in anyone at the church. (To be honest, it's fairly slim pickings for single post-grad males.) But they don't listen. I think they want me to have a boyfriend more than I want me to have a boyfriend. It's a little humorous.
Well, another Wednesday of staff meetings and staff lunches and staff discussions on Meaghan's non-existent dating life. I'm sure there's only about a thousand more to go!
