Just ended a really bad relationship mid 2011, and was ready to move on, then along came “Jack”. We worked in the same office, though I was getting a transfer in a few months.
Jack emailed me constantly, and pursued me and we started seeing each other. It got serious, fast. He told me he didn’t want to sleep around anymore and also asked if I would be willing to move overseas with him if things went well, I said yes. We had booked flights for a holiday away.
I found out that he had a long-term ex that worked for our company, though in a different building across town, I was a bit wary but he assured me that it was fine, and that I was perfect for him and she never was. I believed that in my starry-eyed state.
We went out to dinner, and then made plans to book a night at a B n’ B in a few weeks. He dropped me off home, then came back over, at midnight, and told me he wasn’t ready for a relationship and that he didn’t want to see me anymore. I had to go to work the next day and see him and pretend everything was fine.
If that wasn’t bad enough, my transfer fell through and I then got offered the promotion of a lifetime, into Jacks department. I really wanted the promotion, so I took it.
One month later his ex shifted too, into the same department.
On my first date since the breakup Jack and his ‘ex’ happened to come into the same restaurant, together. They didn’t see me. I broke down, and that was the end of the date.
I am still reeling, I feel so tricked and sad. I was just a pit stop for him. Now I have to see the two of them together, everyday. I have learned my lesson about dating co-workers. When it works, it is heaven, when it falls apart, it’s hell. Normally work is a break from thinking about your personal life, but when you mix the two you lose that luxury.
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