PRODUCTS:
IS (2X strength) X 2 to front of neck (6h45 AM)
TAC (40 mcg) X 1/2 to chest (6h45 AM)
Location: Work
I’d say there was one fricking weird hit today and two respect hits.
This was my first use of TAC outside the bedroom. I felt I had to test the social side of that thing at work.
I was alone with female coworker K that morning. After usual greetings, I didn’t want to make the first approach, I mean, I am performing a serious test here – ahem. Still, I moved my cloud as much as I could in my workspace. At one point, she asked me a question from her desk, I got up to her to answer it. It was an occasion for me to get her inside my cloud, especially since there was an electrical fan in my back blowing toward her. It must have been like a mones-tonardo on her sweet face. I returned to my desk waiting to see if she would flock back at me. Five to ten minutes later, she came to me and asked me a computer technical question I honestly had no clue about. Former Ms. K would have usually picked up the phone, called IT department and got her answer from the local geek. But she was asking me, so I figured I would help the blonde damzel in distress.
She came sit next to me. I was looking into her problem on my own computer. She was leaning forward on her chair, her breasts basically resting on her thighs. It could have been a “I am being ultra attentive to what you are doing” or “man, I am sure its an appendicitis” kind of posture, but I am convinced she was positioning herself to suck up all the fumes she could from my cloud. After all, in this position she was as close as she could socially get from my chest, the application point I chose for TAC. I had purposedly left the two first buttons of my shirt undone to enhance diffusion and I was toying with my collar to make things worse. She was wearing a white dress that day with very visible black undies beneath it. While she was looking at the computer screen, I helped myself with glances of her curves, bras and panties. Her backside sticking out on the chair was something to behold, she being very athletic. She probably knew I was looking but she did not show it. I finally solved her problem. You understand I wasn’t in a hurry to do so under these conditions
, but I did not want to seem to be failing helping her.
Then came the fricking weird part. Once I finally solved her problem, she gasped, opened her mouth wide with total surprise expression, almost seizure-like, eyes full open and I swear she didn’t breath nor move nor talk for twenty damn seconds. I though “wtf happened”? It was a spectacular and uncommon reaction for having a relatively small tech problem solved by someone. Maybe I am becoming insane, but man, last time I’ve seen that look on any girl’s face, it was not in the workplace and there was no computer or clothes involved.
Afterwards her phone rang, she went to answer it, she thanked me for solving her problem and she had to leave suddenly for an impromptu meeting. I didn’t see her again till the very end of the day. I was about to leave the workspace for the day, she was sitting at her desk, and she was already looking at me before I came into view. She showed a smily, almost grinny, but slightly hypnotized weird face and she said goodbye. It was the second new face I’ve seen on her today. Wtf was that expression on her face? I’d say it was a baffling hybrid of “hit-by-a-truck”, “admirative”, “shameful” and “puzzled”. And she was far from my cloud at that moment. A crazier mix of emotions than a bowl of mixed ringolos and barbecue peanuts. What happened earlier left a strong impression on her… I mean, whatever the hell that was. I honestly just don’t know what to think.
In the afternoon, I went to talk to the millwright. The millwright is a very taltented man, however, he’s a bit burly and a man of very few words. To put it simply, he’s not a people’s person. He is the type of guy to shrug back when you say hello, or to look at the ground when you walk across him in the plant or to eat his sandwich alone standing up in his workshop at lunchtime. I went to him with questions regarding the fabrication of a metal component. He was a torrent of speech. It is not the first time I talk technical with him, usually it is very short, monosyllabic but still productive. This time, he talked a lot, with passion for his work, calling me by my first name two times a minute while talking and i didn’t even thought he knew my name. He was bloody helpful at answering my questions.
I then went to the production foreman to request the permission to have the millwright do that job for me. The foreman is usually not very keen on lending his personnel for projects purposes and he’ll make up all kinds of excuses to keep his guys to himself and send me to an outside contractor. This time he was very open, he even offered to have two of his production workers perform some of the work to speed things up and help out the millwright.
It is hard to say if TAC enhanced the IS on those two events or if it was IS alone, but I think it’s all too much to be coincidential. There might be an IO type of friendship-inducing effect in TAC even for males.
I’ll try TAC again, probably standalone, to see what the heck is up with that molecule.