I tried flirting with the marketing guy at the startup company today, with my blouse half unbuttoned and flapping around and a tight little skirt. I was still mad at Kieran as much as anything, but it didn’t really make me feel any better, and it turns out that when I’m in a bad mood I’m really terrible at flirting. I think I might have put him off entirely, so that’ll teach me. He wasn’t that nice anyway.
While I was there I got a text from Susan (the old work colleague) saying that it had been three months so did I fancy a quick drink after work. And boy did I want a drink by then.
Anyway, I told her more about Kieran, but how I wasn’t really sure, and she said she’d not met anyone she really liked recently and was wondering if it would ever happen. I know we’re only in our mid-twenties, but it seems like we’re going nowhere. I told her about Jo and her partner splitting after all this time, though, and we both wondered why we were even bothering if all men were going to do was replace us with a younger model once we hit forty.