Betty Knows.

Well, I finally told Betty how I feel about her. We met in the hall twice (like the dream I had last night), and the second time, I said, "There's something I need to tell you." *deep breath* "Oh, boy." *ran my fingers through my hair as I looked down at my shoes* Then I looked her straight in the eyes and said, "I really like you." (Which didn't happen in the dream.) She responded by saying she had a boyfriend. I grimaced and said, "I figured that might be the case." We talked for a few minutes after that, and she seemed okay with my revelation and willing to be friends with me. She doesn't know about the flowers I'm sending her, but I hope we get to talk a little more next week. I'm also hoping I can give her my cell number, so she can call me outside of work and talk more.