Dating Disasters: ‘This man took ‘tip 9: spread your chances’ very literally’

In Dating Disasters vertellen anonieme lezers over hun gênantste, meest tenenkrommende en dramatische dates. Deze week: the colleague.
I didn't find him that nice. In fact, I didn't even realize at first that we were on a date. We worked together and decided to go for a drink outside of work hours. Fine, I thought. I had nothing better to do anyway. Besides, it was always quite pleasant when we were together and we could laugh well with each other. Just like this time, when we ended up on a terrace together. I liked that I had made a nice, budding friendship from my new job, but I had no further interest in him.
I quickly noticed that he thought this was a date. While I was talking in vivid detail about my tumultuous love life, I saw him shrinking further and further into himself and the atmosphere quickly changed. Okay, I thought. Maybe this isn't interesting for him. Until he finally said something that made the penny drop for me: ‘But you're here with me, right?’ For a moment, I didn't know what to say, until I suddenly saw my sister walking past the terrace. Saved by the sister, shall we say. We chatted for a bit while I looked at her with big, pleading eyes and hoped that after she left, I could quickly change the subject.
He thought the same, because at the moment I opened my mouth to say something, he said: ‘Is she single then?’ Sorry?! This man took ‘tip 9: spread your chances’ very literally. And that too with two women who clearly had no interest in dating him at all. My sister has been in a relationship for years, so that option unfortunately didn't work for him either.
We stayed seated for a while longer, but he made me feel increasingly uncomfortable. He kept moving a little closer to me, made one ambiguous remark after another, and joked about the gossip that would arise in the workplace if someone saw us sitting here. Yeah, that's what you want, I thought.
Eventually, I decided to put an end to this disaster non-date. As sweetly as I could, I said that I was tired and wanted to go home and that I would see him again on Monday. I kept to myself that I really didn't feel like that. We said goodbye with three mega awkward kisses (which, as far as I'm concerned, should be abolished anyway) and I could swear that halfway through that scene, he tried to make some sort of move by turning his head so that our lips almost touched. That man just didn't know when to stop.
This was two weeks ago now, and since then I've been expertly avoiding him at work. I'm managing quite well, but it does cost me a lot of energy. Still, I have no desire to work closely with him anymore. Before you know it, he thinks we're in a relationship, and I'm not up for that.
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