My dad burned into my brain when I graduated from college 10 simple words:
" Don't get your meat where you butter your bread." He was a Director of Industrial & Labor Relations for an international Fortune 500 chemical company.
I generally heeded his warning until my new boss wanted to introduce me to a friend she had worked with at her old agency who was a former Cuse volleyball athlete. We dated and continued to meet up from time to time when she got a job at our shop. I even pulled off the after Christmas party hook up one year. So stereotypically stupid.
As most early 20s relationships go, this one ended badly, and we eventually had offices across the hall from each other for an acrimonious 2 years, which impacted both of us socially and professionally.
Never. Again. As usual, the old man was right. We were the same level, so there were no subordinate considerations, but our relationship was well known and we were never put on the same account or even a project team together. Bosses don't want to worry about that shit.
It is likely that eventhough the university hired the consultant, Mel held the key to any future assignments at MSU. If he chose to say that her message "just wasn't received" by the players, and deemed her work ineffective, with or without data, that power dynamic puts him in an even worse spot as the de facto boss.
It makes sense that people date those whom they interact with in the workplace. Most of us spend at least 40 hours a week at our jobs. THAT is why there are rules against it. Woulda, coulda, shoulda. Mel is a dope