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Ummâ¦.I gues this is a big âÂÂOopsâ¦âÂÂ
Ummâ¦.I gues this is a big âÂÂOopsâ¦â Gah!!! I spent the night at ReneâÂÂs (I didnâÂÂt planned to and wasnâÂÂt supposed to) on Wednesday night and admittedly got a LOT carried away, and got up late on Thursday morning. Not super late, but late enough. I had a meeting at 8.30am and got up at 7.50am. Considering I had clothes from the day before (I went over right after work and uhâ¦like I said, got carried away), I was in no shape to make this meeting. Sooooo. In all my grogginess and panic, I tried texting the who I was supposed to meet. Midway through my typing, I accidentally hit the video call button. After realising what was happening, I tried to kill the call, but kept failing. The<b> phone </font></b>kept ringing. At this point I sat up from the bed and wasâ¦swearing. Rene got up to check on me. And then my picked up. Gaaaahh!! The video came on and I just dropped the<b> phone. </font></b>Lol. What. A. Fucking. Fail. ð¤£. I frantically texted my to tell her I hit the button by mistake and cooked up a story about not feeling well. Buuuutâ¦.IâÂÂm also not sure at the time what she saw or IF she saw anything. Rene and I were both naked in bed and I was fumbling on my<b> phone. </font></b>ItâÂÂs not the worst thing that has happened, but fuck this one is embarrassing. This morning (Friday). I met the same for what was supposed to be yesterdays meeting. It was awkward from the get go. We went through what we needed to work-wise, then she started out her sentence with âÂÂlook, I know itâÂÂs none of my business butâ¦âÂÂ. You know thatâÂÂs never a good sign. -_- Turns out she saw more than a . She told me she picked cos she thought I was genuinely trying to call her. She then asked if that was Rene that she saw through my<b> phone. </font></b>She knew who he was cos, itâÂÂs a small industry. She also knows that weâÂÂre both married. Not to each other. She then went on to tell me that there have been rumours circulating about how heâÂÂs seeing someone and some people (like I said, small-ish industry) have been gossiping about who this person was. She just thought sheâÂÂd give me a heads and assured me that sheâÂÂll stick her head out of our business. Mother. Effing. Great. IâÂÂm not sure how this will plan out but I should be prepared for this toâ¦hit the fan I suppose. It doesnâÂÂt sound so bad after re-reading what I wrote, and by far itâÂÂs not the worst thing that has happened. But this is really embarrassing for me, for some reason |
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Gah!!! I spent the night at Rene’s (I didn’t planned to and wasn’t supposed to) on Wednesday night and admittedly got a LOT carried away, and got up late on Thursday morning. Not super late, but late enough. I had a meeting at 8.30am and got up only at 7.50am. Considering I only had clothes from the day before (I went over right after work and uh…like I said, got carried away), I was in no shape to make this meeting. Sooooo. In all my grogginess and panic, I tried texting the client who I was supposed to meet. Midway through my typing, I accidentally hit the video call button. After realising what was happening, I tried to kill the call, but kept failing. The phone kept ringing. At this point I sat up from the bed and was…swearing. Rene got up to check on me. And then my client picked up. Gaaaahh!! The video came on and I just dropped the phone. Lol. What. A. Fucking. Fail. 🤣. I frantically texted my client to tell her I hit the button by mistake and cooked up a story about not feeling well. Buuuut….I’m also not sure at the time what she saw or IF she saw anything. Rene and I were both naked in bed and I was fumbling on my phone. It’s not the worst thing that has happened, but fuck this one is embarrassing. This morning (Friday). I met the same client for what was supposed to be yesterdays meeting. It was awkward from the get go. We went through what we needed to work-wise, then she started out her sentence with “look, I know it’s none of my business but…”. You know that’s never a good sign. -_- Turns out she saw more than a little. She told me she picked up cos she thought I was genuinely trying to call her. She then asked if that was Rene that she saw through my phone. She knew who he was cos, it’s a small industry. She also knows that we’re both married. Not to each other. She then went on to tell me that there have been rumours circulating about how he’s seeing someone and some people (like I said, small-ish industry) have been gossiping about who this person was. She just thought she’d give me a heads up and assured me that she’ll stick her head out of our business. Mother. Effing. Great. I’m not sure how this will plan out but I should be prepared for this to…hit the fan I suppose. It doesn’t sound so bad after re-reading what I wrote, and by far it’s not the worst thing that has happened. But this is really embarrassing for me, for some reason
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I’m actually a day removed from typing this post out and I gotta admit, it seems a lot more trivial than what it actually is. It’s probably also cos I’m super relaxed now chilling by the pool while uh… babysitting. Rene’s kids have their swim lessons now so…they got eyes on them. 😊 But I still can’t help feeling fucking embarrassed though. I also told Rene about it and he seems genuinely concerned, which he should be. I mean, I have gotten people fired from getting caught before so…umm…I think Rene doesn’t need to know that though. Lol. Ah well. Thanks for reading
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Hmmmm.......feel for you. I work in a large, but fairly tight-knit industry and have had ample opportunity for this sort of liaison (French word hehehe) within companies I worked for and also within client and contractor companies, but have always followed the Mantra Don't S**t in your own Nest....... I hope you manage to put a lid on it
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5/13/2022 12:45 pm |
I wonder why the editing in your post is so strange on my end. lots of interesting characters in there.
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I wonder why the editing in your post is so strange on my end. lots of interesting characters in there.
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