sockets and plugs are made for each other. literally
I walked into a crowded room, at my USA workplace. People milling around and chatting. A attractive colleague I hadn’t seen for a few months strode up to me and gave me a big hug. I’m not used to being hugged in American workplaces, it’s unusual, people tend to be cautious about potential harassment. A most pleasant experience. I was a little flabbergasted by this very public display of affection, and quite flattered. Ego inflation.
15 minutes later I was sat on the floor discussing floor plug design, as an aside to work, with a British colleague. For me, a fascinating discussion. We described our home fixtures and how they worked. His are brass, and cost a fortune to install. Mine are plastic, were there when I moved in.
As I described how to open mine “I have to take the top right off”
The attractive colleague was walking behind and exclaimed loudly “Oh! Should we leave?”
The Brit I was talking to started giggling uncontrollably.
Double entendre? From an attractive American? In the work place!
Later at lunch, during a group conversation the attractive American used touching my arm as a way of indicating that he had something to say to me. I’d forgotten about this type of way of being.
Feels like flirting. I like it. I suspect I have a crush on this boy.
Flirting is fun, I need to brush up on my very rusty skills.