my "diet coke" man!

I just have to tell all you girlies what happened to me yesterday...
I was sent on a course yesterday in London for work. When I got there it was full of middle aged women who didn't really want to chat and looked like they didn't want to be there. I sat down and thought how dull the day was going to be.
Ten mins or so into it, the door opened and the most good looking man EVER walked in, wearing biking leathers and holding a helmet. Pens dropped, jaws dropped, little gasps were heard. Naturally I thought he must be in the wrong place, but no.
What's more, he strutted in (in slow motion in my mind
) and stood right next to me, where he started STRIPPING off his clothes!!!!! I could hear the diet coke advert playing in my head and could barely contain my excitement!!!!! SWOON. When he took his leather jeacket off, his t-shirt accidentally came off too, to reveal a GORGEOUS bod (nice six pack etc) and muscley arms. I swear I nearly fainted
. He then sat down right next to MEEEEEEEEEEEE! Woohoo!!!!
What's more, the whole day involved working on tasks in PAIRS - so we worked together all day. He spent the whole of our break talking to me, and then all through lunch too. When I think about it, neither of us bothered talking to anyone else!
He wasn't just drop dead gorgeous - he was a genuinely nice bloke too - and intelligent (with a degree in philosophy) We had loads in common. It was all too good to be true. I still can't believe it.
Naturally, he left with my phone number and email address. I felt like drawing him a map to my house too, but that might have been a little too extreme
I can't stop thinking about him. I must admit, I did wonder whether the painkillers had gone to my head and made me hallucinate. Things like that just don't happen (except in dreams). I can't get any work done now.
I was sent on a course yesterday in London for work. When I got there it was full of middle aged women who didn't really want to chat and looked like they didn't want to be there. I sat down and thought how dull the day was going to be.
Ten mins or so into it, the door opened and the most good looking man EVER walked in, wearing biking leathers and holding a helmet. Pens dropped, jaws dropped, little gasps were heard. Naturally I thought he must be in the wrong place, but no.
What's more, he strutted in (in slow motion in my mind


What's more, the whole day involved working on tasks in PAIRS - so we worked together all day. He spent the whole of our break talking to me, and then all through lunch too. When I think about it, neither of us bothered talking to anyone else!
He wasn't just drop dead gorgeous - he was a genuinely nice bloke too - and intelligent (with a degree in philosophy) We had loads in common. It was all too good to be true. I still can't believe it.
Naturally, he left with my phone number and email address. I felt like drawing him a map to my house too, but that might have been a little too extreme



I can't stop thinking about him. I must admit, I did wonder whether the painkillers had gone to my head and made me hallucinate. Things like that just don't happen (except in dreams). I can't get any work done now.