From the inbox #1183

“I’m a bit frustrated. I went on a date with my enbie poly partner. They aren’t the issue, really. It’s that after they came and took me to lunch, I had to work. And I was doing that floats, happy thing you do, when you see someone you love that much, that doesn’t pressure you. I also sing, that’s normal, while I’m working, because my job is boring.

No, the issue is the coworker that insisted on asking everyone if I got laid, and insisted on trying to get me to spill nonexistent details. This person does this to everyone, and just doesn’t seem to understand that people can be happy just from seeing someone. I need tips to keep myself from yelling as it wouldn’t help.”

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