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TIFU by hooking up with a guy at a bar and discovering he's my new coworker Monday morning

This happened today and I'm typing this from the work bathroom because I can't face going back to my desk.

I (21F) started at a marketing agency three weeks ago. First real job after graduating, been trying SO hard to seem professional. That lasted exactly 18 days.

Friday night my girls drag me out to celebrate my first paycheck. We end up at this bar downtown. I'm two espresso martinis in and this guy comes up - tall, dark hair, great smile. We start talking and there's instant chemistry. He mentioned he works in marketing too and I was like oh cool same but we did NOT elaborate further. We were not there to network.

One thing led to another. I went back to his place. I'll spare you the details but things were said that should never be repeated. Snuck out Saturday morning doing the walk of shame in last night's heels feeling like a legend. No numbers exchanged. No last names. No instagrams. Perfect one night story. Chapter closed.

WRONG.

Monday morning I walk in, coffee in hand, nice blouse on. My manager says come meet our new team member. I turn the corner and there he is. Same guy. Sitting at the desk DIAGONAL FROM MINE. Four meters from where I sit eight hours a day.

Our eyes meet. His coffee freezes halfway to his mouth. My soul leaves my body.

Manager goes "this is Jake, he just moved here - Jake this is-" and he goes "...hi" and I go "...hi" and my manager asks "oh do you two know each other?" and he says "no" while I say "not really" at the same time which is basically screaming YES WE DO.

It gets worse. Team meeting at 11. I'm sitting across from him discussing Q2 strategy while my brain is doing flashbacks like a war movie. Manager says "I think you two would work great together on the Instagram campaign" and I almost choked.

He sent me a Slack at lunch: "so... marketing huh 😅" I replied "small world" and came straight to this bathroom.

My best friend says this is either the start of a romcom or an HR disaster with literally no in between.

TL;DR: Hooked up with a random bar guy Friday night. Monday morning he's the new hire sitting four meters from my desk. Now I have to professionally collaborate with a man who has seen me very unprofessionally. Typing this from the work bathroom.

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