Never, ever, ever date (or have sex with) someone you work with. Just don't do it.
Epic poems have been written about men trying, and failing, in this regard.
Alas, there is no drive greater than sexual/emotional desire.
Did you know that scientists once put an electrode into a rats brain, right where the pleasure stimulus is. When the rat pushed the little bar, an electric current shot into the electrode, giving the rat the equivalent of an orgasm (as close as science could get, minus the rat-porn and tiny kleenex).
Do you know what the rat did? It shucked and jived on that little bar like Sammy Davis Jr. It didn't eat, it didn't sleep, it just jumped on that bar constantly.
It died, from DEHYDRATION. It didn't even drink fucking water, so that it could continue the pleasure rollercoaster.
So, it doesn't matter that I tell you to stay away from your co-workers. You won't (and shouldn't) listen to me anyway. I just want my words to be here to haunt you when things turn to a river of shit.
Hey, remember the good times while you are at it, okay?
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Hey, if you are impressed with my memorizing pi to 10 digits, you should see the size of my penis.
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