Don't want to be on top of your list, phenomenally, and properly kissed.

Today my colleague, Miss Catwalk HeartofStone, caught me in the stock room. I had a large Moomintroll toy clasped to my chest, and I was, somewhat tearfully, explaining to it that " I'm simply not in a place where I can love anybody, not even you, and besides I kind of have the hots for Snufkin" This is partly true. I do have a mahooosive crush on Snufkin, in many ways he is the perfect man. It's also true that I was weeping over a soft toy in the stock room. Catwalk and me have worked together for many years, we're fond of each other, and fiercely protective of our department, but we have nothing at all in common. I think that she views me in the same way she would a Panda, intriguing, and mildly diverting, but ultimately a bit pointless. I tried to argue that in my new job, nobody would look askance at such behaviour, rather they would accept, embrace, and encourage it. I don't think she was convinced. 'Tis true though......