Hot date… literally!

A really handsome jamaa joined as a new employee to a firm that I was attached to as an intern. Guess what? He started hitting on me, and there was no way I was going to turn him down. Even better for me, I was leaving the company to resume my studies, so it was perfect, as we would not be forced to feel weird the next day at work after a date.

On my last day of attachment, he offered to take me out for lunch. We went to an Indian restaurant. My mistake? I did not know that half the food on the menu had chilli. After being served, I went on to add more chilli. The food was so hot, yet I did not want my date to know that I was suffering. But you can rarely trick nature. Tears started flowing from my eyes, followed by light mucus. Let’s just say it turned out to be so messy. Nobody would have an appetite after such an ordeal.