Dave from Accounts, a few years older than me, asked me to a concert and once for a drink but I didn't go, because I didn't really fancy him that much. At the office party a few weeks later, which was in the office with lots of drink, I spent an hour and a half snogging Dave in his office, on the last day before we broke up for two weeks.
I thought about him all Christmas and sent him a Christmas card to his house that said the lines from the Hall and Oates song about your kiss is on my list.
Back to work in January he didn't say anything about it or ask me out again but I kept flirting with him and I did talk to him as of course I had to work with him. I started saying things I thought were cool that I had read in Cosmopolitan. He didn't do anything or take the bait. I hated myself and thought that he thought I wasn't good enough for him.
One night when it was just him and me left in the office, this was February, he asked me to go to the pub over the road, and he drove me home and snogged in the car outside my house. Then he said "I hope that has got me out of your system" and drove off.
Totally cringey, whatever did I do wrong to not be good enough for him? And why did I decide I fancied him all of a sudden?
He then moved on to another colleague who was 39 to his 26 and married her but they divorced because he cheated.
(It's a long time ago, in fact he's dead now, but this time of year always makes me squirm to think about it.)