Day 264: Fresh meat in fancy plaid pants

It started off as any normal day, and by that, I mean I hit the snooze button about 4 times, and ended up running late to work.

At one point during the day a strapping young man came into my department, and looked like he needed some help.

We made eye contact, and he asked me for the name of the area where we are located... of course I jumped at the opportunity to answer.

Why not?! Fresh meat in fancy plaid pants, who could resist?

Once I gave him the name, he explained that he was in the station yesterday and he forgot the name... and he needed it for a report!

This was not a corporate guy who was writing a report on efficiency in the workplace, it was a much different kind of report.

As he walked away, I looked at my director and we laughed.

I said to her 'he was writing a report!' She wrote it off as the 'fresh meat' syndrome... meaning we're always going to look at the eye candy we don't see everyday.

Of course I had to overthink it, and my first reaction was it felt a little inappropriate. Come on! How young was that guy if he was writing a report?!

He could have been in high school for goodness sake! Ok, so I doubt he was in high school.

In reality he looked like an older college student. You know the ones who get married and start working and then cut down on their classes so it takes them a long time to graduate?

That makes me feel a little bit better, at least he wasn't 20... as my director said 'nah, probably 22'. Great... that's all I need, to bring my dating average down a little more! ha ha

Not that he was asking, in fact he ran away so I'm pretty sure he wasn't even remotely interested.

After work I headed over for a little cat sitting duty. I'm watching 2 cats, one is really friendly, I'm not sure if I have ever petted the other one.

So I fed them and then went over to sit down, after the friendly cat finished eating he came over and jumped up on me to be petted.

I was tired, so I laid back on the couch and before I knew it, the friendly cat crawled up to lay on my belly and I started petting him... and before I knew it he was succeling on my belly!

I was wearing a dress so it wasn't like my bare belly, but it still creeped me out!

It's one thing to have my own cat do it, which just feels like the freaky relative that you accept.

But why is a cat I've only been around a few times doing it?

Now it's not about the freaky cat(s), it's about me?! I don't even want to try to figure out why it may be happening, because I think I'm afraid of the answer!

Is this one of those things you reveal on a date?? Cats have a freakish attraction to me?