It wasn't usually my taste, but I had wanted it so bad Wes asked the woman to wrap it up for me. It was one of the many times I was "between jobs".

"Oh, state fair? That's cute."

He flashed me a glimpses of a thick silver Rolex that lay on his wrist. Why the hell would someone pay that much for a watch? You could go to Wall-Mart, buy one for ten dollars, and have it tell time just as well. But, I guess, if I had a lot of money I would buy things like that too. Maybe.

I grabbed at the hair on the back of my head, something I had been doing often lately, and tried to calm my nerves.

"So, why haven't I met your boyfriend? Doesn't he ever take you to lunch?"

I looked up and smiled, trying not to show how much that comment had hurt. Even when I did have a boyfriend, he never came to take me to lunch. I hated that he gave me another reason to feel unwanted.

"Someone has to watch the place while you're out with Seth," I said and tried to ignore him by doing work that I didn't really have.

"I don't think Seth would mind; I could always bring some food here I guess. I must admit I have wanted to try out his desk, if you know what I mean." Brad was evil; I could tell by the way he was laughing at his own joke. I was having a hard time believing he was only joking though.

I stood and walked into Seth's office. He had been on the phone when Brad got here, and seemed to be on it still. Seth took one look at me and then told whoever it was that he really needed to go.

"What's wrong?" he asked and moved toward me. I put my hands up to stop him; I really didn't want him near me.

"I would really like to get everything out in the open before I leave," I said, and leaned up against the door just in case Brad tried to come in before I was through saying what I had to say.

"Out in the open?" Seth asked, and sat down on his desks top.

"Yeah. See I have liked you since I first started here. I never thought that you would feel the same way so I just kept my feelings to myself. Then, last month, you asked me out. Do you know how happy that made me? How totally ecstatic I was that you would want to go on even one date with me?" I brushed my hair out of my face then grabbed some at the back of my neck before continuing. "Then, the next day, you acted like it never happened. And okay, yeah; I was hurt, but I guess it was my fault for having gotten my hopes up. But that isn't okay Seth; you can't do that to people. It's wrong to play with people’s emotions as if they don't matter. I thought I could deal with this whole you and Brad thing, but I can’t. I'm tired of him making me feel like I'm less then him. And I'm tired of watching you with him. I know I should be a grownup and just do my job or whatever, but I can't. I'm quitting, and I'll be done here by the