Here's the thing about hiding your feelings at work: it seems like a solid strategy until you discover the entire office has a betting pool going. Not on whether you like him, but on when you'll finally admit it. Turns out I was the only one who didn't know.
Here's the thing about bombing your big presentation: normal people would hide, maybe take a sick day. They definitely wouldn't volunteer to plan the company holiday party. Apparently, I'm not normal people, because that's exactly what I did.
Here's the thing about mistletoe: it's cute in theory, romantic even. Until you're trapped under it in a supply closet that smells like old printer toner with your nemesis, and you actually kind of want to kiss him. That's when it gets complicated.