Source: The crush I had turned out to be my boss, and I embarrassed myself on my first day at work. How can I restore my image in front of him? Waiting for responses, very urgent.
Source: The crush I had turned out to be my boss, and I embarrassed myself on my first day at work. How can I restore my image in front of him? Waiting for responses, very urgent.
The guy I'd secretly liked for years just became my boss, and on my first day at work, I made a complete fool of myself.
Now I needed to figure out how to salvage my image in his eyes.
1.
It all started when I landed a job.
In this tough job market, graduating without an offer seemed inevitable, but I got lucky. I secured a spot at a unicorn company through their final round of campus recruitment.
Overjoyed, I posted a celebratory moment on social media, "Soon-to-be colleagues with my crush! Time to think of a way to make him fall for me. Any tips?!"
I threw in a playful smirk emoji to match the mood.
My best friend, Ellie, commented, "Emma, you perv, I knew you only applied there to chase a certain someone. Shameful!"
I couldn't resist going along with her teasing, replying with over-the-top dramatics, "His handsome face, those piercing eyes, powerful arms, toned abs, and long legs... all I can say is: 'Yes, please!'"
The banter spiraled into full-blown creative chaos as my friend and I went back and forth in the comments, essentially turning my post into an R-rated comedy zone.
Then, out of nowhere, the post got a like.
I tapped to see who it was, and froze. It was Carson Brown-my college senior, the guy I'd quietly adored for four years.
It was his first-ever interaction with anything I'd posted, and of all things, he had to like this one.
Panic set in. My hands shook as I exited the app and opened a chat with Ellie, "Carson liked my post..."
"What?!!"
"The one about him. I forgot to restrict the audience. I'm doomed!"
Only a GIF of someone smashing their head against a wall could express how I felt.
Twenty seconds later, she messaged back, "Calm down. Sure, your inner weirdo slipped out, but we didn't name names. He won't know you were talking about him."
Her logic helped, but not enough. I decided I needed to clarify things.
I nervously opened Carson's profile and typed, "Hi, Carson!" Then I added, "That post was just a joke..."
Before I could hit send, his reply appeared on my screen like a thunderclap, "Take care of yourself."
Take care of myself? What did that mean? Why would he say that?
Did he think I was some kind of constantly horny weirdo?
I deleted my draft and tried to think of how to explain myself.
Should I just come clean? What if he wasn't thinking that at all? Wouldn't that make me look guilty?
In a haze of panic, I typed, "You too." The message sent before I could stop myself.
I stared at the screen, watching anxiously as the familiar three dots appeared, indicating he was typing. But then, they vanished.
Two minutes passed, and nothing. Not a single word.
The conversation ended there, and I guessed he was just speechless about me.
On my first day at the company, I was assigned to Carson's team. Naturally, he became my direct supervisor.
"Fate," I thought, suppressing a giddy smile. This was my chance to make a move.
During lunch, I got a message from Ellie. She had sent me a short video clip.
Without a second thought, I tapped to play it.
Suddenly, the quiet office was filled with the unmistakable sound of a man's heavy breathing.
Every head turned toward me. I froze, a mortified smile plastered on my face as my colleagues exchanged knowing looks.
Carson happened to walk by at that exact moment and paused beside my desk.
Desperate to explain, I blurted, "It's a workout video. I'm trying to lose weight."
He said nothing, his expression unreadable, but he gave me a glance full of meaning before walking away.
The message in his eyes was clear-Take care of yourself.
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