It’s been awhile since I’ve posted a red flag. We are on the letter “I” and this was inspired by two stories from last week.
A few helpful facts.
I started a new job. I’ve decided not to say where so I can talk about people without getting in trouble. Somehow that sounded moral in my head and doesn’t exactly compute now. …Anyway.
All you need to know is it’s in an office that houses three different companies. There are lots of young professionals and it’s been really fun getting to know everyone. My co-worker, we will call her Lady K, has been an exceptionally good find while navigating my new surroundings.
Me: Guess who I met over the weekend? Aaron, he said he was a friend of yours.
Lady K: Mack Attack
Me: What is that?!
Lady K: It’s his nickname because he makes out with so many girls.
Me: Oh, good.
Me: So what’s the story on Tom? (Works in the building next door. Wasn’t sure if he was my type but had a friend in mind)
Lady K: Who? Kissing Bandit?
Me: Serious?! …Is this going to be a thing??
Lady K: Well, he’s made out with three of the girls that work here already. You decide.
I’m not opposed to a good time, but when it is your reputation, it’s too much. Don’t guys know we talk?? A girl is likely to walk away when she hears he’s earned himself a frat boy nickname. What’s the phrase “Don’t ___ where you eat?” …It’s real. Be careful out there:)
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**Disclaimer: Red flags are not always deal breakers. They mean to serve as a point in which you should stop and ask yourself, “Does this signify a deeper problem?” Red flags are also limited to things people choose to do, not things in which they have no control over. (image Michele Scarpelinni)