All they left was the fury

I was on a training course with The Girl I See on the Stairs yesterday, and when we finished the weather was so nice that we decided to go to the pub up the road for a couple of drinks.

Last night was written off.

I learn that the Red Kev stories [entry] circling around work have led one girl to start calling me The Fury. I don't know whether to believe this or not. If it's true, it's amusing, and a little worrying.

I learn that Stairs really doesn't like the girl I fancy.

I learn that I'm a persuader, a magnetic personallity (something else I'm disinclined to believe) and a joint problem solver.

Later . . .