So I know this girl that I used to work with and I hated her with a passion.  Personality-wise she embodied everything that I hated in a person.  She thought that she was always right,  that she was above approaching any man, expected a man to take care of her, and was super cocky.  You know how women say that certain men think that they are god’s gift to women?  Well she was the female version of that and I hated her.  I repeat, I hated her with a passion but (and here’s the kicker) I was physically attracted to her more than any woman in a long time.  Now attraction is normally something I can deal with but nothing at this level.  It didn’t make any kinda sense  that I would be so physically attracted to somebody I hated so much.  Its almost like that episode of Seinfeld were his brain and “other head” are playing chess over a girl.   Now I’ve been through some stuff with the ladies in the last few years and have developed a immunity to there and there feminine wilds.   And the fact that I wanted her so bad pissed me off to no end.  Its like buying a car that you love, but the radio in it only plays country (no offense to you country lovers out there) and won’t turn off or down.  Its pretty annoying to say the least.

In a perfect world, you would be most attracted to the one that you like.  Cause we all know how an ugly person can get cuter the more you get to know and like their personality.  But its not a perfect world and sometimes a train wreck like mine happens.  But I decided to learn a lesson from it.

Attraction is a lot like rain, one day its gonna catch you by surprise and no matter how much you run to avoid it, your gonna end up drenched in it.

Normally you would expect for the story to end with me learning to love that I hate her and going after her.  Sorry to bust ya bubble but, in the end, I decided that I would just wait until her assignment at my job was over and just let her go.  That was until she called me…