Mark, Amanda or Betty?

First day at the new "old yet different" job today. I'm working in a different branch of my previous job (It's my third comeback there! Yay! The organisation is about as dysfunctional as I am, so we go well together), adding some hours to my half-time employment at my "still new" job. It went ok, I guess. It was pretty weird at times, and quite scary at others, but overall I'm satisfied.
Some thoughts:
- The youngest male colleague (who I only saw animated during a conversation about cycling) keeps giggling whenever he sees me. I'm guessing I'm either very funny, he's got a crush on me, or the only thoughts going through his mind whenever he sees me is "lesbian! lesbian! lesbian!" with the accompanying erotic images.
- I'm sharing an office with Gay Sleeveless Supervisor. Hopefully this will help me get over my lesbian crush on him. I feel like his glorified secretary, but I'm hoping I'm more Betty Suarez (though stylish) than Amanda. Or possibly Mark. I could handle being Mark.
- Two of my colleagues are shocked and horrified at my admission that we don't iron towels. "Not even your kitchen towels?!" Erm... are you implying I should iron the *bath towels* as well? Do I look like Bree Van De Kamp?! (damn, I want a "Bree" icon!)
- And who knows something about Excel? Cos I sure as hell don't. I've already bothered Mr Lowagie with this, but I don't want to burden him too much.

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