that perfect hand…

In Ocean's 11, Danny said that "the house always wins. If you play long enough, never change the stakes, then the house takes you. Unless, when that perfect hand comes along, you bet big… and then, you take the house." Here's the hand I've been dealt, sometimes it's risky and sometimes it's safe, but all the time… it's perfect. It's mine.



I have a big, rather ginormous, crush on a guy at work. I wish I was kidding, but I completely, one hundred percent, mean it, I have a crush. It’s been sooo long since I’ve had one of these, I had almost forgot what that meant. I mean, I’ve full on liked people or maybe loved someone in the last 5 years, but it’s been ages since I have had a crush.

And it rocks.

All I know about the guy is his name, where he lives (not exactly…I am not a creep), that he’s not married, what department of the government he works in, and that I make him laugh. I don’t know anything else. Literally. I don’t know how old he is, if he’s single, if he likes to play basketball or knit, if he likes sugar in his coffee, or if he even likes coffee. I know he likes beer once in awhile and that he likes to camp, but that’s because I overheard him talking about it on the phone when I went to bring him his mail. Truthfully, he might be the most opposing personality to mine ever, but I wouldn’t know that at this point. All I do know is that when he talks to me or awkwardly is in the lunch room with me or has to call the front and I answer, I get fired right up. It’s relatively childish; absolutely hilarious.

One of the secretaries in the office is a good friend of mine, she’s hilarious too. And we spend the day laughing at each other, especially yesterday, given that it was the hairiest day in a regional government office since regional governments even emerged… we both have a “what’s life if you can’t smile” attitude towards work. Anyways, she got wind that I may have a crush on one of the guys at work and she promised to bring him to lunch with us (she’s taking me for an almost-last-day lunch at the end of the month). Rather than just letting it be, she proceeded to list the entire roster of all the guys in her department (I won’t say what it is because it would narrow it right down to who the guy is, therefore, I think if something was to ever transpire between us, he would be mortified I prematurely blogged about him). But seriously, I got a list of 15+ MEN in my e-mail to choose from! So I said “ALL OF THEM,” to try to hide it.

Unfortunately, she figured it out quite quickly, given that I am a terrible liar. So not only do I have an office crush, it’s not so secret anymore! We were even talking about him on the phone and then I noticed him BEHIND ME. It was an embarrassment that I pulled off with such grace… yeah right.

So yea, I don’t think I ever was mature enough to understand how immature a crush is. Or unvalidated. But I can honestly say that for the next four weeks, while I am “crushing on” this guy, my heart will go pitter-patter. Isn’t that ridiculous. I sooo, like, totally have a crush. Groovy.