2002-09-19|12:19 p.m.
�Yeah, Sarah Michelle Gellar and Freddie Prince Jr. were getting married when I was there,� M, a co-worker of mine who just returned from a cruise, was telling other co-workers in the breakroom.
�Really? Yeah, I heard they were getting married down there somewhere,� F comments.
The sound of the soap opera fills in as background noise. I continue to listen to them while holding my book to my face, drifting in and out of reading.
�I used to have the hugest crush on her in high school,� J, the resident manager trainee, offers, �In fact, I was convinced I was going to marry her.� I realize for a moment that we are all the same age.
�I dunno, I don�t think she is that pretty,� F says.
�Yeah, I mean, she�s pretty, but she isn�t you know, like da-aaa-aaa-ng,� M says.
�Too bad she is married now, J,� says Frances.
I chuckle to myself.
�Well, it is Hollywood, just wait until they divorce,� M jokes, �J can have sloppy seconds.�
�No, man. Too late now, I am over her,� J says. They all laugh.
They return their contented gaze to the television and the hiccups of drama that are held within it.
There are a lot of rumors going around work that D and I are dating or sleeping with each other. Work is a funny place.