The Martian

1^st sighting
1st week of April-I stayed late one night at the office and I had to photocopy some papers. I went to the Photocopying machine and was surprised to see somebody using it at that time of the night. I could not see his face but I like the cologne he’s wearing. When he noticed my presence he smiled and told me he was nearly finished. He made an instant impression on me because he really looks neat considering that it’s almost 11:00 pm.

2^nd sighting
A week later- Our group had a schedule for an audit at Compostela Valley and was surprised when I saw him seated at the front seat of the car. It turned out he was going there too. He turned around and introduced himself.. . his name is “Marvin…thus the codename of the Martian LOLS So now you have a vague idea that this post hasn’t got anything to do with extra-terrestrial life forms except the one who’s writing it so scram!
3^rd sighting
2 weeks later- I was out with 2 of my friends and as we got out of the restaurant I saw somebody coming our way. It was him. It turned out he lives within that street.
Last sighting
Today-Again our group has an audit schedule at Antipas, North Cotabato. On our second day…I met him when I was on my way up on the stairs. It turned out that he was asked as a temporary replacement that time since his colleague was absent.
It also turned out that we were staying at the same hotel.
Actually as I was writing this blog he’s waiting outside for us. Their group invited us to hang outside after dinner. But I decided not to come out. I don’t want to get to know him better coz I might find out that he’s gay, has BO,has untrimmed fingernails, has an IQ of a teapot..or anything that might turn this attraction off. I’m satisfied with just crushing him and anticipating our next encounter. He gives me a reason to look forward to come to work each day. Come to think of it it’s been a while since I had a crush who’s not a celebrity or a figment of my imagination! I thought I’m too old and jaded for that girly stuff. But there it was that tingling feeling whenever I see him. That heart-skipping-a-beat- twinkling-eyes-icky-gooey stuff. I’m cherishing this feeling. This simple joy of admiring from afar and be contented with it. It’s a sign that I’m still human. And that my broken heart hasn’t ceased to beat after all. It is slowly recovering from the wear & tear of 4 failed relationships. I guess I am really okay now. I just have one problem though….I forgot to ask for his family name! Darn! How on earth will I be able to check our compatibility via “FLAMES” or Love Calculator!?