in work this morning, a couple of (annoying, stereotypically Manc & girly) colleagues let me know that I have a secret admirer ('yoooou have secret /admiiireeeer/...').
now, because I'm not dense, I knew straight away who it was, and later, I had this confirmed by one of the colleagues.
I am not into this person. I'm not even into the idea of being with a colleague, for obvious & rational reasons.
I'm also a bit rubbish at letting people down. doesn't help that letting this girl down will make things awkward.
why couldn't one of the girls who I've served and felt a fleeting, vague, 'flirty' (yuck) connection with be a secret admirer instead, and come in to buy stuff regularly, and gradually it reaches the point where I can ask her to go see a film or for her to ask when I clock off?