creeper tender_square he was pushy. insisting i come and sit down in his office though there was no reason for engaging. i'd gotten separated from my office chaperone and he'd pounced when i passed alone. his eyes scanned me like a blueprint, deciphering the legend, the smaller aspects encapsulated by the whole. he asked if i drank. i wanted to say it was a forward question to ask of a new colleague. unwaveringly, i told him i was sober. "good for you," he praised. "i should really cut back on drinking." fortunately, my coworker walked past and rescued me from further inquiry. already, he has asked her what my "status" is. i was warned by another woman in the office that he's been inappropriate in the past; i guess when a friend of hers had invited him into her place to use the washroom, he took it upon himself to enter her bedroom, undress, and call her in so they could get it on. she told him to leave immediately. 230614 what's it to you? who go blather from