George: Oh, what's the point? When I like them, they don't like me, when they like me, I don't like them. (Seinfeld, The Old Man)
I don't like her. I mean she's friendly and all and a nice person to talk to at work, but there's just nothing there. Part of me appreciates the notion of a "crush," but at this point I feel that there has to be some reciprocity as well.
I play with some guidelines, not many but some. This one definitely fell into one of those guideline areas: too young. Once you reach a certain point, it's time to simply admire and not delude yourself into thinking that it's possible to make something like that work, that being the younger girl/older guy hookup.
Maybe having said something that I shouldn't have led to this, a barrage of emails along with multiple phone numbers and complaints about being back home with her mom and brother. Surely, you can tell someone that you'll miss seeing them at work and not have some sort of consequences that verge on the bizarre, right?
Immaturity is the only thing I can think of, or the revelation that the last boyfriend she had broke up with her to live a life as a homosexual. (I'm not making that one up.)
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