Falling for My Boss at 9–5

I (31M) accidentally fell for my boss and now my 9–5 feels like a slow-burn HR violation I’m

31, chronically underpaid, emotionally tired, and stuck in a beige office where the

carpet smells like burnt coffee and regret. I work a standard 9–5 in middle management

hell. You know the kind — Outlook calendar owns my soul, and my biggest achievement

this quarter was not screaming during a Zoom call. Enter her. My boss.

Let’s call her L. She’s mid-30s, sharp as hell, and has this calm authority that makes

everyone sit up straighter when she walks into a room. Not in an intimidating

way — more like she actually knows what she’s doing, which is rare enough to be sexy on its