A few weeks ago a friend of my coworker Mayella's, named Marina, had come to work at Dr. Pepper in the lab on my shift. I was quite elated at this, to see a new face in our midst, and honestly Marina is an unbelievably cute little Hispanic girl. I also cannot deny that she won me over somewhat when the other day Mayella asked Marina to guess my age (I guess it's okay as long as it is a GUY whose age you are asking, am I right, ladies?

), and Marina's first guess was 22. ^-^ Why, thank you, Marina.
But then, I fear I was so unguarded as to observe to Mayella - of all people with her gossipy high school girl demeanor

- yesterday when Marina had walked out of the lab for something, that one thing I would regret about leaving the night shift to go to days starting next week is that I would no longer be working with a girl as cute as Marina is. Mayella laughed and agreed with me.
... Then, sure enough, as i clock in to work today Mayella comes down the hall to ask me to keep an eye out for Marina (since she's still in training) for a while since Mayella was called in to a meeting with the QA manager. I say that I will, but then as i continue on to the lab, I hear Mayella call out to me from behind, and I turn to hear her laughingly tell me that "Marina thought you were cute, too." .... Yes, last night after I left work and was out of earshot, ... Mayella had blabbed on me to Marina.

Should have seen that coming a mile away, really.
No wonder, then, when I came into the lab a minute later that Marina asked me in such a seemingly honeyed tone with her winningest smile to borrow a pen from me for the day, as she and Mayella were unfortunately the ones to be stuck for the rest of the week working the production lines that would be running 12-hour shifts, all the way to 4 in the morning when the people from the day shift would normally be coming in. And of course I am never one to turn down a simple request from a lady who asks with innocent charm.
