Missed Connection
He was beautiful. Janelle couldn’t help but sneak a look at Stanley over the top of her computer monitor. He sat at his own desk just across the crowded office. He was leaning towards his screen, face scrunched in concentration, and Janelle was captivated. She dreamt of him leaning towards her in that way, concentrating on nothing but her green, almond shaped eyes. Stanley absentmindedly ran a hand through his hair and she imagined what it would have felt like to do that herself. He was tall, but not too tall for her also long frame. She couldn’t help but fantasize about what their children would look like - her green eyes and his tanned skin.
Stanley shifted in his seat and Janelle dropped her head back down behind her screen, heart pounding and panicked that he had seen her stares. She waited a few moments, her heart rate normalizing, before peaking her eyes back above her computer screen. This time, Stanley was not alone and she felt her eyes widen in surprise. A woman, one she had never seen before, was sitting on his desk, neatly perched on the edge. This woman was thinner than Janelle, more petite than Janelle, and had softer features. Janelle felt jealousy wash over her mind and narrowed her eyes. The woman was flirting, playing around with a strand of hair and laughing at something Stanley had said. She saw Stanley reach up his hand towards her leg and Janelle dropped her head behind her computer screen once more. She couldn’t watch the man she loved fall in love with someone else right before her eyes.
What Janelle couldn’t see was that Stanley had lifted his hand to push the young woman from his desk. He wasn’t interested in the young, flirty temp employee. He wasn’t really interested in his work either. What he was interested in was his beautiful co-worker Janelle and her deep, captivating green eyes. As the young woman took the hint and left Stanley’s desk, he glanced over to Janelle’s. Her face was obscured by her computer screen and he sighed. A woman like Janelle would never love a man like Stanley anyways. He turned back to his work and both of them continued to miss each other’s signals of love.