It happens

Work place sex. It happens. Its probably happening right now, somewhere. But I'm not talking about sex at work, per se, but sex with people you work with, got it?
I've often maintained a stance that I do not get involved, platonically or otherwise, with co-workers. Something to do with keeping my world suitably compartmentalized so that I may be able to relate to each group appropriately.
To become friends with someone, ya it changes the workplace vibe a bit, productivity either suffers or it doesn't, that's not the issue. Flirtation even. Not too big of a problem, in fact as far as I am concerned, it helps. Sex, or any sort of other-than-friends relationship that initiated as a result of working together, is bad. Capital b bad. As in BAD!
There must have been a lot of wisdom in this stance, because the couple of times I've broken it, its been a mistake. Of course, the angle I could take with it is thus: Irregardless of where one meets the other, if sex, or that attraction manifests, it could cause problems. That's life, that's people (God I fucking hate people right now), and it is the price of admission, as it were.
Thing is, at work, there is a whole show that needs puting on. With sex, relationships, etc, the goal is to eliminate the show.
Or at least that's what I used to think. Now I am not so sure anymore.
I am beginning to believe that the 'game' everyone resents (at least those that feel they have to play, but do not want to) is a necessary part of the whole deal. In order that you may attract someone, you have to be something other than the self you are attached to. That may mean being someone else, being more or less than yourself, or a combination of the two. It does not mean, being yourself. At least not in the beginning.
This is coming up right now because of the various levels of sexual tension that exist at my job...initially, I thought it was something magical. Now I realize, it was just convenience. Convenience may in fact be the Fates' way of orchestrating magic, who knows...