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Originally Posted by Hera  Under normal circumstances, her presence would be found at the buffet station where she could avoid all manner of people and keep her mouth full enough to avoid conversation. Unfortunately for her, the social epicentre of this years orientation appeared to be the buffet table and seating area. Such a shame.
Foregoing her meal for a drink instead, Emily took a seat at one of the small tables to the side that was best sheltered by a potted fern. There were only two others in her vicinity, and she was happy to ignore their existence and give them whatever privacy they desired. She had little interest in mingling at the minute, observation from afar suited her just fine. Speed Dating. Was that not what this was? Is certainly seemed like it to Cassie. People sat at tables, talking to the person across from them, but only until a bell dinged. And then they were to move on to someone else. Yeah, it definitely seemed like speed dating.
Speed friendship, maybe. She was pretty sure the intention of those who had set up the orientation was not to get everybody to date their coworkers. If that had been the intention, she may have to rethink her place of employment. But she was fine with being prodded into making friends. Socializing, at least. After having been struck with the realization that she barely knew anybody she worked with, besides those she actually worked with on a daily basis, the speed dating friendship area had seemed like a logical place to go.
"Anybody sitting here?" She asked a woman seated across from an empty chair. Yes, it was clear that there was nobody sitting here but it was only polite to ask. Maybe the person she had been seated across had just gotten up for a moment but planned to return. Though that didn't seem likely, it seemed rude to just sit down without at least asking first. So Cassie just gave the woman a friendly smile and simply kept one hand resting on the back of the empty chair. |