Just before the luxurious summer holiday break, I introduced a friend to work colleague. It went swimmingly at first. Neither of them was taking it too seriously – he was “company” for her.
There were a few road blocks along the way (including, I kid you not, sitting not 50 m from him on a popular Sydney beach while he was on a semi-naked date, only days after being with my friend). Overall, however they remained in “contact” on a regular basis, and I was happy observer and occasional third wheel.
Until it wasn’t. There was no amonosity, it just fizzled. However, now I’m faced with the dilemma: do I have to discard my friendship with the colleague for the sake of my friend.
To answer this age old dilemma, encountered by wing woman everywhere, I asked a panel of my own thoughts. Being a Taurean, this undoubtedly meant a large variety of response ranging from “mates over (their) dates” to “sure, but only professionally, friendship has to go” and everything in between.
The outcome? I have no friggin idea. I see my colleague on a daily basis: we exercise at lunch together. That inevitably leads to conversation about our personal lives. I know a little more than I care to about his personal life including his dating habits. Of which there are many. Similarily, my friend confides in me about men in her orbit.
I’ve worked out the perfect solution. Plead the Fifth Amendment. I say nothing to either about either so neither get updates. Easy.
Silence really is golden, after all.