After the first part of today's shift I got into our canteen and was immediately approached by a colleague. He wanted to give me a hug and he called me his dream woman.
Much as I appreciate being called a dream woman and much as I like being hugged, I suspected ulterior motives. Because only five minutes before I had had a call from the traffic organiser to ask me whether I was coming in soon.
So, I said no to the hug and replied to his 'dream woman', that I was only a dream woman because I had the key to the coffee machine. And since the coffee machine was empty for coffee...
He could of course have said that I was always his dream woman, but I think he was so shocked by my (correct) assessment of his intentions, he was a bit lost for words.
The sad thing was though, that by the time I had finished filling up the machine, he had had to go on to the next part of his shift. Without coffee!!