Wait, David T. Lancaster? Yeah me. I’m just waiting for the ax to drop. It was fall 1993 and I admit to flirting with this cute girl at work. I used to leave her notes on her desk and made sure I sat next to her in staff meetings. I even tried to steal a kiss at the 1993 Christmas party.
I am waiting for the accusation to come. I’ll have to admit it, I’m guilty. Of course I married that girl in the summer of 1994, but still that girl could doom me.
Look, I understand that sexual harassment is a serious subject and those that really, really sexually harass a co-worker should get what they deserve — but this new way of doing things is going to kill office romances.