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Do you know what is worse than starting a new job? Doing it just after the COVID confinement started. What was supposed to be a simple in-person onboarding followed by a team introduction meeting changed to be a hasty phone call with the HR rep and a Zoom meeting with the team on my cell. At least, I was able to virtually meet my colleagues and director, especially Eva Thomson. Lost in the sea of faces, she was the highlight of them all. Her light brown hair, delicate face, and radiating smile made her attractive right away, even though the video quality was horrible. When she introduced herself, her voice made me smile and the intelligence it conveyed was refreshing. I knew that I wanted to know her better, to see if there was anything that could happen between us.I didn’t see her again for the first two weeks as I was busy with onboarding and so many training modules to complete. Finally, an opportunity arose when my director offered me to work with her over the quarterly financial review. I jumped at the opportunity, to show that I can do the job but more importantly, to get to know her.* * *After a few seconds that felt like minutes, Zoom finally connects me to the meeting with Eva, arriving two minutes late.“Sorry, Eva. So, so sorry to be late,” I tell her, out of breath. Here goes my first impression, late for my first one-on-one meeting with her.“Hi, Ben. Don’t worry, I just connected myself,” she says with a polite, yet charming smile. Then, she frowns as she takes a more surprised look, asking, “Have you run to make the meeting? Is it a bad time for you to go over this? I can push it if you prefer.”Silently swearing at my stupid idea to go shopping during lunchtime, I explained what happened that made me arrive late, “I went to pick up groceries and there was a line up to get in the store. You know, COVID restrictions.”With a warm voice, she reassures me, “Don’t worry, I completely understand. It’s getting difficult out there with all the new measures. If it happens again, just leave me a message on Slack, we can start a little bit later.”Showing her my best charming smile, I reply, “Don’t worry, this is not going to happen again, I promise.”“Well, Ben, I’ll take your word for it,” she counters my assurance, softly laughing as she says it.I look down, embarrassed that I’ve made this promise that I’m not so sure I can keep.“Okay, let’s start this. I wanted to show you the procedure we follow when we do a quarterly review. It’s not difficult, it’s just that we have a process we like to follow,” she tells me, getting down to business.I raise my head and look at her. I find that she still has a glint of something in her eyes, not completely moving to business. As she starts to show me the documentation, I relax and look at her camera feed, hoping that I could one day see her face to face.* * *“Do you give me two minutes to put the groceries in the fridge?” I ask Eva, shopping bags in hands.“Yeah, sure,” she replies, surprised by my abrupt arrival in the meeting.“Thanks, coming back,” I reply quickly before muting my microphone, so I can swear loudly at my misfortune and yet again stupidity.A few minutes later, as I’m sitting down on my office chair, I let out a big sigh before reactivating the audio. “Eva, I’m terribly sorry for being late,” more so this time than the first as I’m eight minutes late.“You shouldn’t have promised it,” she tells me with a hard voice.I freeze instantly, horrified by her tone. I’m so stupid, to think that I was trying to get to know her. Now, she must be thinking I’m a lazy ass that is always late.Looking at her feed, I see her lips whitening as she forces herself not to smile, making me hope she is pulling a prank. Relief washes over güvenilir bahis me when her face finally cracks, shining with joy to have played with me. I let out a sigh of reassurance, the stress melting away.She laughs softly as she sees the reaction her prank had on me. She finally says, when she sees that I’m looking back at her image, “What happened? Long waiting time again?”“You really had me,” I say as I shake my head left and right. Moving my eyes back at the monitor, I continue, “No, price issue. Even though we are in 2020, grocery stores still have items on shelves that aren’t in the system. Someone had to check the price for one, it took five minutes to get it,” I tell her, showing a little bit of my frustration at the situation.“Tell me about it. It happens to me so often and it’s always for the same item,” she tells me lively. She continues with a playful tone, “Well, I understand you perfectly. Still, you promised. What will you do to make it up to me?”She has taken me by surprise, but I play her game, giving out the first idea that pops into my mind. “Eh, I’ll pay for a coffee when we finally meet,” I suggest, hoping I’m not pushing too much.Smiling widely, she joyfully replies, “Deal.”I smile back at her. A short silence installs itself between us, the moment not yet passed, although no more words need to be spoken.Finally, I tell her, “So, I’ve looked at the last two quarterly reports like you suggested. I think I get what sort of information we need for this one.”As we start to work, the light ambiance stays, enveloping me in a warm embrace, more confident that we might have something.* * *It’s now been two months that I’m at my new job and a few meetings that Eva and I had. Even though we stay professional, a camaraderie is present between each other. We joke around, we smile widely and we have a few tense moments when we start to be adventurous. We have also started chatting outside of our meetings, sending messages over the corporate IM a few times a day about our lives or simply joking with each other.Although we still have our usual meetings about the quarterly report, a team-wide meeting has been booked for this week as we have a business trip planned. Even though we are in COVID time, there are still things that need to be done on-site. Our lead is explaining our trip to Toronto while Eva and I chat about it on Slack.“It will be good to get out of the house and see people,” I write to her, hopeful that we can use this opportunity to meet and discuss alone.“Yeah, it will be great. Have you ever visited Toronto?” she asks me.I reply, “No, my first time.”Her reply comes few tense moments later, as I watch the three little dots dance on the screen as she writes, “Nice! I’ll show you around Toronto, I know all the great places to visit. Most will be closed, but we can still walk outside. It’ll be great.”This last message makes my blood freeze. Is she living there? I thought she was in Montreal like me. Shit! I switch to Outlook and look up her profile. Finding her office assignation, it lists our downtown location in Toronto. Despair seizes me, at the distance between us. It never occurred to me to check where she was based, having automatically inferred that she was in Montreal.Trying not to show my gloom on the video feed, I tentatively ask her, although unsure that I want the answer, “You know pretty well Toronto?”The answer doesn’t take long to arrive, “Born and raised.”As I put the Zoom meeting window back in the foreground, I look at her image, sadness clouding my mind. As much as I want to see where this could lead, having a long-distance relationship or moving to Toronto is out of the question. At least, I will be able to see her in person.The güvenilir bahis siteleri rest of the meeting goes well, although I’m preoccupied. Now that I know this, all my messages to her are tinted with it, not committing to anything, not flirting too much, not creating expectations.* * *As I arrive in the Toronto office and sit in the meeting room where everyone is, I look at the mask-covered faces, trying to identify Eva. Now that it’s been a week that I know she lives here, the hard truth has settled down and I now have a resolve to make the most of the situation even though I do not want to commit to a relationship. Whatever happens with her, I’ll just be glad that I could spend time physically with her.Unfortunately, I do not find anyone that matches her picture and nobody has introduced themselves as Eva. The morning of the first day goes smoothly as we go over the issues that brought us to Toronto but at lunchtime, I ask my lead if Eva will be joining us later. He confirms that she will not, having to cancel her appearance for personal reasons.It is with a heavy heart that the next two days go by, not having been able to see her. It takes two other weeks for her to be back, as her mother died the day before the meeting.* * *“Hi, Eva. Welcome back,” I tell her over our first weekly meeting after her time off.“Hi, Ben. Thanks for having picked up my work while I was away. I really appreciate it,” she tells me with a light smile.“Anytime. I heard about your mother, I’m sorry for your loss,” I tell her truthfully, feeling sad for her that she had to go through this.“Thanks. It’s not easy, COVID making everything so much more difficult. The sort of funny thing is, I walked many times in front of the Toronto office while I was tending to the arrangements. I just never found the courage to come up and say hi,” she tells me with a difficult voice, emotions close to her lips.“Don’t beat you up, it’s alright. You had other priorities, family is more important than the office,” I tell her, trying to be reassuring and comforting.“I know, but it might have helped to change my mind a little bit,” she replies, looking right at the camera.“I’m not sure hearing people talk about the upcoming changes in federal tax law would have helped you much,” I try to joke a little bit, to lighten the mood.“Maybe not, but seeing you would have,” she tells me directly.My heart jumps as she finishes, making my brain imagine scenarios where I drop the call, jump into a plane and go comfort her in Toronto. Although it is difficult, I stay realistic and reply to her, “Well, I would have loved to see you too. It’s just postponed.”For the first time since we started the meeting, she has a genuine smile on her face. With a lighter note, she asks me, “Yes, for sure. Okay, I have a few questions about the work you did while I was away. Could we check the weekly report from last week?”“Of course, let me share my screen,” I tell her, happy that I could make her smile.* * *“Look who decided to show up,” I jokingly say to Eva as she connects, fifteen minutes late.“Hey, it’s the first time, give me a break,” she replies as she relaxes on her chair.“Maybe, but you are still late,” I push a little bit more, playing with her.“Look who’s talking. You have been constantly late since we have started working together because mister wants to do his shopping during lunchtime,” she adds with a grin on her face, trying to turn the tide against me.“Okay. Why were you late today?” I ask her, having a feeling about her tardiness.She stays silent for a few seconds, leaving me time to savor the victory. “Grocery shopping,” she reluctantly confesses. Although, she quickly adds with a hint of annoyance, iddaa siteleri “It’s again that stupid pack of muffins that never scans. I don’t know why they haven’t fixed it yet, I’ve complained so many times.”Softly laughing, I reply, “Well, you’re more patient than me, I would have stopped buying it so I don’t have to go through the ordeal each time.”Even though the video quality is not that great, I see that she is reddening at my compliment. “Thanks, Ben. I’ve had good training with you arriving late all the time,” she tells me, starting with a sweet voice, but changing quickly into a devilish intonation.“What? I compliment you and you insult me back?” I say, faking indignation.“It isn’t an insult if it is true,” she replies sharply, a flirtatious smile painted on her face.“Ah, I’m offended. Once we meet in person, I’ll make you pay,” I tell her quickly, not thinking too much, leaving my emotions to drive the show.“Looking forward to it!” she says happily, a wide smile forming slowly at the thought of meeting each other and letting me ‘make her pay.’It is now my turn to redden as I look down. I sermonize myself at my error, having left my desire for her to alter my actions. I shouldn’t have said this, I don’t want to give her hope.The silence extends, becoming awkward. I don’t want to say anything else so it doesn’t worsen. Eventually, I look up at my monitor, her face focused in the Zoom window. Her smile has lost its edge, her eyes are looking away from the camera, her face slightly sad. It hurts to see her like this, but it might be for the best. Should I say something about us? Should I just move on?Before I can find the answer to my dilemma, she refocuses on the camera and says with a soft voice, “Well, regardless, I’m sorry I’m late.”I try to sound more friendly, but my pain is still present as I say, “Don’t worry, I forgive you.”“Good. Should we start with our update on project phoenix?” she asks, her voice getting happier as we move on to less touchy subjects.“Sure. For the issue with the auditor, I thought we could…” I start to explain, leaving behind the hiccup we just had.* * *As we continue to work together, a sort of status-quo installs itself between us. She makes advances, I push them back gently. I make friendly jokes, she uses them to flirt.Even though I know that she would like more, I keep her at a distance, as there is one physically between us. I can’t resign myself to talk to her about it, feeling that having this conversation over Zoom during work hours is not the way to go. I wish we could have met in Toronto, as it would have been easier as we wouldn’t have those additional months of working together, of deepening our relationship.Unfortunately, it gets more difficult as our lead, having recognized that we are complementing each other very well, assigns more projects to us, making us talk almost daily now. It makes working with her harder, as I need to silence more and more pressing emotions. I wish I dared to tell her that we can’t be together, that the distance makes it impossible.* * *A few months later, there is another opportunity for us to meet as there is a meeting in Vancouver for discussing yet another change in federal tax laws. This new business trip is another possibility for us to see each other, having confirmed that she will also be there.“I’m so happy that we will be in Vancouver together. Finally, after six months of working remotely, we have an opportunity to see each other in person,” she tells me the meeting after we had the confirmation of who will be attending it.“Yeah, it will be great, I cannot wait,” I tell her, smiling widely at the idea. “Do you know if restaurants and bars are open there?” I add, hoping we will be able to spend time outside of the confine of the meeting rooms.“I think so, at least the one at the hotel. Worse case, we will take a walk by the sea as the sun goes down. I’m sure it is a sight to see,” she says with sparkling eyes.

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