CP is a coworker here, and CP is gaygaygay. He is effeminate, neat, and loved by women for his...gayness. You know, the stereotypical gay man.
This office has a relaxed dress code. You can wear jeans, shorts, whatever. No one wears ties. I decided that today, I would shock everyone by dressing up for no particular reason. So I put on my nice pants, dress shirt and shoes, and a tie. CP saw me in the lunch room and casually said, "Nice tie." Clumsily I thanked him.
It's not like any other coworker telling you this. It's certainly not like your girlfriend telling you this. It's like Renoir telling you that he likes your painting. Well, maybe not that huge. But CP is THE authority on fashion here; even the women defer to him. And he's not a snooty bitch about it either.
Yep, I got it goin' on.
