A guy who works in another building came through here and had this piece of paper with a certificate on it and asked me to "autograph" it. "So I can say I knew you when you were behind the desk" or something like that. It was weird, I wasn't sure how to react, but I ended up signing it.

I couldn't remember his name so I asked my co workers (and supervisor) who said he was flirting with me. Maybe it was flirting and I should have realized it, but it was just weird.

I'm with your coworkers. But I'm a firm believer that people should wave little flags saying "I am flirting with you" when they do that so as to clue the clueless (like me!) who might want to flirt back.

But I'm a firm believer that people should wave little flags saying "I am flirting with you" when they do that so as to clue the clueless (like me!) who might want to flirt back.

Amen. It was not until I was driving back from C'ville this weekend that it occurred to me that the cute redhead rugby player who said "you probably have a boyfried" was maybe flirting with me.

It wasn't my fault! He didn't do anything after that!

For the record, let there be no doubt, yes I am flirting with you. All of you! I'm just a flirty flirt.

For the record, let there be no doubt, yes I am flirting with you. All of you! I'm just a flirty flirt.

see! and then there are those people (who are like myself, truth be told) I can usually tell when I'm being flirted with, but I don't know when I'm being flirted with intent.

Now that I realize he was flirting with me I want to run into him again so I can attempt to flirt back or at least see how he acts around me. Although honestly I'd probably get all flustered and act like a dork around him, but hey at least I could see if he was flirting with me.

He doesn't come to this building very often, I only see him every couple weeks so maybe I'll forget to be awkward.

And there's a shallow part of me thinking -- I'm getting my hair highlighted tomorrow, why couldn't he have done this on Thursday when I'll have cute hair!

And there's a shallow part of me thinking -- I'm getting my hair highlighted tomorrow, why couldn't he have done this on Thursday when I'll have cute hair!

No, you have to look at the bright side. NEXT time, when you are aware and prepared for the flirting, you will have cute hair. Cute hair would have been wasted today, plus gives you a conversation topic for next time.

I just talked to a 12 year old girl who wants to be a forensic anthropologist. I explained to her that she should not expect to be running all around the country with a hot FBI agent. I was amused

Cute hair would have been wasted today,

Cute hair is never wasted.

Minor work SQUEEEEEEEEEEEE.

I sent a note to one of the big wigs in a different department expressing interest in shifting to that group and asking for information. I got a prompt e-mail back asking about setting up a time to talk next week.

Cute hair is never wasted.

excellent point.