Coworker generally calls and texts so faithfully that when he doesn't, I need to be talked down from the (trees? rafters? cliff? I guess I'm not that up on my cliches.) Talked down from some frazzled headspace. My current overblown worry is that he's pissed at me for drunkenly alluding to his suspicion that two of our coworkers, exes, are back together.

 

Oh btw, drunken? Allusions? Yeah, everybody at work knows. They've BEEN knowing. Went out with a bunch of them a couple days ago (C's out of town and you best believe I'm antsy, angsty, even) and B revealed that she had guessed and E, who knows, wouldn't stop making comments about who I was texting and A told me he'd tested me a few days ago and figured it out, and then J, who we were all supposed to be keeping it from for C's amusement, found out and flipped a glorious bitch, and it was fun and hilarious and um, now what?