I took the “three strikes and you’re out” path to discovery.
Strike one, boyfriend goes to Europe and comes back with a wife from an arranged marriage. Yes, they still arrange marriages in the Mediterranean.
Strike two, Systems guy breaks up with me two days before Valentine’s Day via IM. I send myself flowers to the office to make it all better.
Strike three was the worst because I thought I loved him the most. Since it wasn’t an official romance, there was no breaking up. Long haired lover boy ended up marrying the girl from the office who charmed her way into his heart. The therapist got an earful.
However, even if things do go bad, you must still behave in a professional manner toward your “ex”. Emotions cannot get in the way of your career. PhD received here, thank you.
The best part about meeting somebody at the office is that you don’t know anything about their past, and the worst part about meeting somebody at the office is that you don’t know anything about their past.
Both of your social networks are practically uncharted territories, and most importantly, only your good side is presented. These people have virtually clean slates, except from what is revealed on Facebook, obviously.
Reginald Nievera of ChicagoNow shares his tale of an infatuation gone bad. At least nobody’s feelings got trampled. This time.