Flirting

Flirting.

Flirting is for me consider as just play around.

My office. My colleagues and me, we flirt a lot.

Men to women. Men to men. Women to women.

Yes, that’s how fun & weird we are.

But for me, a lot of times, I didn’t like flirting.

When people flirting me, most of the time I didn’t respond.

I just brush their flirt off.

Sometimes I felt annoyed.

In my mind, swirling this kind of questions, ‘ Why they like to flirt so much? Can’t you see that I’m not in the mood? Stay away from me!’, especially in early morning or when I have lots works to do.

Of course, I only said that in my mind. I didn’t say directly to their face. I only show my not in the mood/interested expression. It works most of the time.

What also crossed in my mind was this, ‘ Why they like flirting me when I didn’t even flirt with them?’.

Well, my colleagues who most flirting most of time while I’m just either laughing with them or sat on my desk ignoring them completely.

But then I realized, a lot of time I was the one who started the flirting scene.

Unconsciously.

And then when they flirting me, I ignored them.

And sometime have a madness to mad at them when they flirt with me?!!

What??!!

Shame on me.

If I don’t want them flirting me then I should stop flirt with them, so they will stop flirt with me so my days will go smoothly without me feel so mad.

Easy, right?

So easy.