Boyfriends

Our work is not interesting, so A. and I have “boyfriends” who sit on the other side of the floor with whom we have never spoken. A’s boyfriend slouches at meetings and has the surly facial expression of a male model. My boyfriend looks like one of those illustrations of the word “hipster” but also kind and intelligent.

So this is sometimes mildly entertaining. Except I met my boyfriend the other day, and now we’re emailing continuously and he’s not only handsome, kind and intelligent, but really funny and eccentric. And now I am distracted and forget how to talk every time I see him and try to look cute at work despite sweltering humidity.

When you stop and think about it, it’s hard to see how this constitutes an improvement in the state of affairs.