Work Ethics

Now then, what are the tell tale signs of a work colleague fancying you?

The reason I pose this question is because I have absolutely no idea.

First of all, my gaydar doesn't work. That's entirely correct. I look at very few people and think immediately that they must be gay. And even for those few assumptions I'm sorry, for my judgemental side is most unflattering.

Secondly, in the working testosterone fuelled environment in which i work, it becomes even more difficult to make any sort of assertion regarding a person's sexuality.

what I do know, is that people will go out of their way to hide their sexuality (including myself) if they think it might in any way, hinder their chances of conquering the world.

Having said this, this German bloke at work who just happens to be gorgeous has been smiling at me rather frequently.

The only German people I've ever come into contact with are obtrusive and pretty brutal with their tongue. When I was travelling I met a German lady who, before each excursion, readied herself the way you might at the onset of world war II, you know, with that look of unashamed conquering spirit in her eyes. Nevermind the fact that we were going for a stroll in the woods and then to a hot dinner.

So, might I, as i imagine I have, have stumbled across a dying breed of German?

Is a smile in the office a sign of friendliness or a sign of flirtation, god only knows that most men in the office don't venture past the nodding head in the corridor.

The German isn't camp, plays volleyball (must get out of this frame of mind which stipulates that all sports-playing men are straight) and is deeply attractive.

Now, I'm not friends with The Dame for no reason- This mixing-work-with-play-and-getting-bitten-in-the-fanny is something i know about, through her, only too well. And this makes me cautious. But then, if what the bloke told me is true, he is only in our office for two months.

As a general guiding principle I think it's fine to mix business and pleasure in the above situation, my only reservation being whether or not the bloke fancies me.

The only way I'd have the guts to ask him is if were alone and out of the office - something fairly unlikely to happen.

Again I'm faced with that age old scenario of not quite knowing where to pitch the tent. Yawn.