It wasn't long into my new job when this showed up on my desk one morning:
In my defense, I started at the same time as Wimbledon and had one of my two screens showing live updates. It wasn't a good tournament for Roger, but never mind that. I didn't bring it up until I was asked for whom I was rooting.
They probably saw the sparkle in my eye.
Then came the notes:
"Kyla, I love watching you work."
"I think I should retire, Kyla."
I have a sneaking suspicion the Nadal fan in the office was behind this one.
"Tell me about your long day at work while I massage your feet with my strong tennis star hands."
"Kyla, you're a sweetheart. I want to take you to Dubai..."
"Your beautiful face has me paralyzed. Haven't swam a lap in weeks..."
"That lady was CRAY CRAY. Let's snuggle..."
Ridiculous, but it keeps me laughing and in love with my coworkers.
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