I Helped a Female Coworker Organize Her Files, and She Said I Was Her Husband

There was silence for about ten seconds.

Then a message from Wendy popped up.

[LOL, that edit is pretty good. It almost passed for real. You don’t actually think I’d believe that, do you?]

She followed it with a grinning emoji.

I put my phone down and looked up at her desk.

She was propping one leg on her chair, twirling a pen in her hand, and smugly lifting her chin at me.

I said nothing.

Actually, when I saw her Instagram post last night, I didn’t even think much of it.

I thought she just didn’t know her limits and liked joking around.