The above would be an abstract of the nonsense I have to put up with on a daily basis, with the exception of the last one, because I am the one with the swearing record :p
You may think that I'm terribly lucky to have a sausage fest in the office (I am the only female left in the office), but... I cannot seem to work up my enthusiasm, given all of them are either married or attached. I have struck a balance between being slightly flirty and regular, so they can barely feel the difference. However, there has been a change in the availability (and mentality) of some of the guys in the office, and it is becoming more of a concern for me.
I thought I have seen most of it given this is not my first time being the only girl in the office. However, the recent exchanges on the office are making me feel nauseous and uncomfortable...
I thought I love exhibiting, but being an animal on exhibition is a different matter altogether. I hate the way he looks at me, the way he circles me, and the gaze that sweeps over me... The way he describes women ("the bum, oh I love bums") turns my stomach too (you can be sure that he has been checking my buns out). Most of all, I hate his ugly face and round body and stubbornness, and his every glance in my direction makes my skin crawls.
The other one is more bearable, he has just suddenly turned into a complete jerk and just want women for fun. I just want to shake his round form (getting increasingly in shape, because he needs to impress in bed now) until the old self comes back, but I realized he is just reverting to the primitive self.
Oh my, I don't know if I should continue hating this newly evolved workspace (without the fucking mirror) or stab myself in the eyes and embrace it?!