I have the unfortunate/fortunate, however you want to look at it, luck of working with Steve. The plus side is that I get to see him at work, i know his coworkers and we don't work in the same kitchen so there's no ill will between us. On the downside, he works in the better kitchen and I work in the less good kitchen and now that it's time for me to move up the career ladder, our relationship becomes an issue. The fact that we are seeing each other makes it complicated at work because management is unsure if we should be working in the same kitchen should a conflict arise outside of work that affects our work. I don't really see a problem because Steve and I were coworkers before we started seeing each other outside of work. We have a very different relationship in the kitchen as oppose to at home. In the kitchen we are both cooks, we give each other the same respect and criticisms that each one deserves. We're objective and straight forward, even if feelings are hurt. I'm not afraid to tell him something is salty and he is not afraid to tell me I'm making a mess. That's just how we are in our relationship as well. So I really hope management will not discredit me based on this one fact. I don't know. I do know it pisses me off. They should just reward hard work and good talent, not bring personal life into it.

I met a friend of Steven's awhile back who had gone to college with him. We were discussing how Steve was as a roommate and all the crazy things he got into as a college kid. And the girls he dated or didn't date. Which brought up a certain friend of his, let's call her Liz. Liz and Steve grew up together and were both in the same culinary program in High School and then went to the same college as each other. Steve has told me plenty about Liz, like the fact that his mother adored her and wanted him to date her and take her to prom and what not. But he was just never interested in her. At any rate, in college, Steve's friend, let's call him Jon, said that Liz would come down to their dorm room and literally just stare at Steve. Hopelessly in love with Steven and with no hope that he would return the look. He asked if I was concerned about her. (She's recently engaged to another guy and they're getting married next May) A part of me was, sorta of concerned. After all, this was the girl that his mother, as much as she liked me, had wanted him to be with. This girl had known him his whole life, knew his quirks and habits. They had done almost everything together, trips and competitions and they had confided in each other their thoughts and dreams. What if one day he woke up and wanted to be with her and not me? I've never met her, but when I voiced that little note of insecurity to Steven, he just laughed and said, "She's not my type." So simple, that should have reassured me but it didn't, not really. Finally, after weeks of doubt and sleepless nights thinking about this girl and how she was pretty and smart and came from a prominent family. I let it go. I didn't realized how simple it was but the minute I learned she was getting engaged and married and then we received her wedding invitation, I knew that even if she never stopped loving him. He was in love with me and I hadn't anything to fear.
I know a lot of people who had this situation happen to them and probed into it and nagged and begged and got upset with their SO. I think that tend to drive the other person away. It comes back to comparisons except worse because now they were the ones making comparisons. Loud statements like, "Do you think she's prettier then me, smarter, richer." Etc. And then the other person starts thinking that maybe, yes they are all those things. I don't know, I'm getting of track.

Any of you ever have that happen. Your significant other had a best friend whom they undoubtly shared almost everything with and some how that made you nervous.