It was 6 pm before Heidi even spoke to me, both of us working hard. As a supervisor, she sucked! She finally asked if I wanted a pizza delivered, she would pay. Well, Miss Cheapo was opening her purse strings. We agreed on toppings, probably the first time we've ever agreed, and continued to work till it arrived. Heidi went out, paid for it and took it to the boardroom. She sent me for some pop, giving me change for the machine.
Now, it was closer to 7, not a sole in the office, two dispatchers downstairs but they couldn't access the office area. Funny, Heidi seemed more relax tonight, a little more opened; I was on guard for anything. But she surprised me.
"I want to admit something." She started to say, pulling a slice out of the pizza box. "I know you and I don't get along. And I want you to know the reason." Heidi paused, chewing a bite of pizza; I was all ears for her god like knowledge.
"I'm jealous."
Now that wasn't what I expected to hear, and I looked at her trying to expose her plan. Then I realized she must have been making reference to our boss.
"Jealous of what?"
"Jealous of you and Dan."
Ah ha! There it was; she did suspect. "Of Dan and I? What do you mean?"
"Please, don't play dumb, it doesn't suit you."
She didn't seem angry, still seemed relaxed, almost friendly. So I decided to try this approach; "Well, its nothing to get jealous of. Dan would probably bag both of us if you let him. He's just a horny devil and I have an itch he can scratch."
"Yeah, I figured. I'm still envious of him."
I opened my mouth but stopped, suddenly listening to what she had just said. Envious of him? That meant⦠before I could finish the thought, Heidi spoke up, wheeling her chair closer, grabbing for my hand.
"Please Shannon, I'm sorry. I just can't take it any more. Day after day I see you at your desk, day after day I hear you talk with your co-workers and day after day I think that there is a girl I'd like to get to know. And day after day Dan has your attention instead."
I sat there staring at her. I finally realized my mouth was still open and I closed it. The silence deepened. And then I began to laugh, what I think is my cute girl laugh, not my rude "you're an asshole" laugh. Heidi's turn to look at me funny because she knew the differences in my tones.
"What's so funny?"
"You stupid twit!"
Heidi's expression changed to half smile and half question.