Sunday, 8 February 2015

Pretentious - 1

He seemed a little pretentious at first. Cocky, in fact. 

"Just another self obsessed guy in the lot", I thought while I pretended to ignore him.

He was not really my type. Lean, tall and a little too much facial hair for my taste. He always wore a pair of frames - nerd frames, shades, anything. Way too full of himself. There was no mirror he didn't check himself in. Nauseatingly narcissist. Ugh.

He had a great smile though. The kind of smile where he didn't really smile. His lips curved a little and parted, showing a little of his perfectly lined teeth. His eyes scrunched like he was under the sun. It was more like a "Are you talking to me? Haha, you think you are good enough for me? Well if you say so." It was more like a smirk. But then, I have a thing for jerks. So, well.

I really didn't have to be nice to him. I didn't have to report to him, first off. He was just a team lead where I had nothing to do. The main motive to remain civil was, well, civil is nice. Civil is necessary. Civil is being nice to someone you want to strangle. And also kind of want to kiss.

Girls were already throwing themselves at him. I could see his male ego being boosted. He would ignore every girl who tried talking to him, strike a conversation. He had an air of self confidence that was more of self obsession. When he flipped away the big chested office slut, I knew he had major superiority complex. I didn't want to be one of the salivating girls in the Axe ad.

I spent the whole day avoiding any interaction with the new guy. Except for when I checked him out of the corner of my eye. Like some 12 times. He was yum, I couldn't deny that. My thoughts constantly drifted to and fro from where to do him and why not to do him.

"You've had enough of good looking bastards", my brain warned. WHAT? I just saw him, its not like I gave him a mating invitation.

Well okay its not like I don't want to do him. Ugh.

Office romances are frowned upon for a reason. First off, office romances distract you from work. From slogging your ass of to hit deadlines, you go down to making out in the smoking zone when no one is around. Meetings become eye contact lounge bars and creep everybody else out. And the aftermath of an imminent breakup is not very pretty.

 I wasn't so lucky the next day. It was a Friday and I had woken up late. Hair unwashed, my breath was stinking from all the vodka and pizza the night before. What's a workaholic single girl to do on a Thursday night? I was already running a mild hangover. I threw myself into a pair of denims and a random shirt, fighting the urge to wear something with a deep neck. I didn't have to slut up to get his attention, because I didn't want his attention. But he is yum. I didn't like this thought cycle. I pushed my already tired feet into a pair of heels.

I was by the coffee machine getting my daily dose of elixir when he popped out of nowhere right next to me. He kind of startled me, in fact.

"Hi!I am Siddharth! But you can call me Sid", he extended his arm for a hand shake.

I froze.



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PS: Welcome to the new series. Pretentious.
PPS: Fiction, as you are all aware I am still an engineer in making.
PPS: How do you like it? :)

9 comments:

  1. Loved it and can totally connect to it. Sigh. Eagerly waiting for the next post :)

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    1. Thank you, Himshikha :) It will be up soon! :D

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  2. You left it hanging in the middle of the conversation! brilliant!
    Came upon this while beginning part 2.
    Going there now.

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    1. Ofcourse I did! :D

      Yes, let me know how you liked it :)

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  3. A very nice choice of words u got! The flow pulls my mind in even though it's a common scene. Just amazing! You got talent! Good one Namitha

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  4. I just finished reading and I'm typing this out in haste because I can't wait to read the next post and I still have to read until the fifth one. I was hanging on to every word! Ohh and before I go, brilliant thing, this. Much love :* <3

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  5. I just finished reading and I'm typing this out in haste because I can't wait to read the next post and I still have to read until the fifth one. I was hanging on to every word! Ohh and before I go, brilliant thing, this. Much love :* <3

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    1. Vithika! Thank you so much love! You are one of the most amazing writers I know and coming from you, it means so much to me :) XX :) You be making my day :*

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