I’m a creature of habit, until I’m not. Left to my own whims, I’ll stick to a well-worn path of choices with predictable results. When I’m pushed in another direction, I find I really enjoy it but for whatever reason I have difficulty in moving myself away from my norms.
Bridgette, known as Gigi, was based in my company’s Manila office. Gigi and I had worked together for a few years before we met in-person. We had a great rapport and even engaged in some playful flirting while we had calls, which wasn’t unusual with the single women from that office. I always enjoyed their schoolgirl giggles when they first heard my deep voice.
This took place during the tail-end of the years of being able to know someone without being able to find them easily through social media. So, I’d have pictures in my mind of these Filipino girls just out of college, but I didn’t know what they actually looked like.
As time went on, it was clear Gigi and I had more chemistry than usual. I was married and Gigi asked about that very early on, but I both enjoyed playing around with her in only that way a married man can when he knows it can absolutely go nowhere real.