Eggyman
The Oval Avenger
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I have a job.
In that job there is a department. It's called HR. In HR there is a woman called Jo who feeds me donuts. Every day without fail I go up four floors to get these donuts--she puts them aside for me. She buys them for her team, but for some reason she feels... a certain connection with me and so has a passion for feeding me sugary goodness. It's all above board, and I'm not a naughty boy despite the large perky things that make her shirts and jumpers bulge. Even my missus gives me a bit of time without emailing so I can go and get these donuts. My missus, God love her, calls Jo my 'work wife'.
That's what she called her today: Work wife.
Not sure I like that term, but whatever. I already know that a way to a man's heart is not through his stomach.
So, come one and all, discuss your work wives--whether you're single or not.
Do you enjoy this relationship? Is it healthy? Can you talk to your work wife about things that you can't with your actual missus? I can't. I tell my missus everything because when I open my mouth all my guts fall out, plus, I don't say much to Jo. I get these donuts and ask her about her weekend or what she has planned and then run (think of this as the five-minute cuddle after sex).
I can't be the only one to have a work wife so discuss because I am a nosey parker and am very interested in this strange relationship dynamic.
Also, worth a note: I would never do Jo, like, you know. Yes, she has the boobs, but like I said, I'm a one-man woman. Plus I don't sh** where I eat even though if you saw the size of my apartment, you'd wonder how I manage this.
Go.
Edit: Forgot to be PC. You can talk about work husbands too.
In that job there is a department. It's called HR. In HR there is a woman called Jo who feeds me donuts. Every day without fail I go up four floors to get these donuts--she puts them aside for me. She buys them for her team, but for some reason she feels... a certain connection with me and so has a passion for feeding me sugary goodness. It's all above board, and I'm not a naughty boy despite the large perky things that make her shirts and jumpers bulge. Even my missus gives me a bit of time without emailing so I can go and get these donuts. My missus, God love her, calls Jo my 'work wife'.
That's what she called her today: Work wife.
Not sure I like that term, but whatever. I already know that a way to a man's heart is not through his stomach.
So, come one and all, discuss your work wives--whether you're single or not.
Do you enjoy this relationship? Is it healthy? Can you talk to your work wife about things that you can't with your actual missus? I can't. I tell my missus everything because when I open my mouth all my guts fall out, plus, I don't say much to Jo. I get these donuts and ask her about her weekend or what she has planned and then run (think of this as the five-minute cuddle after sex).
I can't be the only one to have a work wife so discuss because I am a nosey parker and am very interested in this strange relationship dynamic.
Also, worth a note: I would never do Jo, like, you know. Yes, she has the boobs, but like I said, I'm a one-man woman. Plus I don't sh** where I eat even though if you saw the size of my apartment, you'd wonder how I manage this.
Go.
Edit: Forgot to be PC. You can talk about work husbands too.
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