Nigel
There should be a manual for this, I like manuals, they’re safe, dependable, hell even exciting sometimes. Too bad there’s no manual on how to date a celebrity.
All morning I’ve been getting looks and whispers, and I’m pretty sure someone snapped a picture of me while I was giving a presentation. I haven’t really thought of the implications of going public about my relationship.
I certainly didn’t think it would affect me in the workplace. “Nick, Mr. Weston wants to see you in his office.” Walter one of my friends said, poking his head through the door of my small office. “Do you know what he wants?”
I ask, slightly angry at the interruption. I just want a quiet workday, to be left with my computer and codes in peace. Is that too much to ask? “Well I think it might have to do
