Blog 9
If I Ruled the World
(Men would automatically know when I was interested in them. They would be able to sense that I was not attracted to them and wouldn’t be able to even ask me if I had a boyfriend. If they started to, they would get tongue tied and have to ask me about the weather. But shit like that only happens in comic books and this, this right here is real life.)
Last week I blogged about my good friend Gary. Well Gary came into the library today. I think he knows that he has now been de-friended, un-friended, he is no longer in my friends. He no longer speaks to me and today when he came in he just stared at me for a long time. Actually it made me feel quite uncomfortable. I wanted to give him an explanation, but I felt like that he might get the wrong idea from it all.
This is going to sound kind of mean, but I wish he would just use another branch. I don’t think its fair, but I can’t get him kicked out of the branch because he hasn’t done anything. Nor do I want to get him kicked out. I just want him to know that him staring at me makes me uncomfortable. If I told the security guard about it, it would open up a can of worms that I don’t feel like trying to squash with my 5 inch peep toe pumps.) And to be perfectly honest I don’t want any problems.
If I had my way, this is what I would say to my [not so] good friend Gary.
Gary,
What’s up, hey, hi there, how ya doin? I’m great. Just not looking for any new friends. I hope I didn’t offend you when I deleted you from my friends, I just felt that you took it too far. Calling me sexy and posting your phone number on my “wall” for all of my 200+ friends to see was inappropriate. I told you that I had a boyfriend. What I didn’t tell you was I need to keep my personal and professional life separate. That was my mistake. Its fine to still keep things cordial and speak, I just don’t really want you in my personal business. And please stop staring at me like you wish someone would cut my feeding tube.
Take care, and have a nice life.
That’s what I would like to say to Gary. However, I felt like if looks could kill, I would be lying in a hospital because he was trying to kill me with his evil [wonky] eyes. (Okay that was mean, but I’m a little pissed.) I should have been smarter about the situation, but really he should have known better. Especially when I made it quite CLEAR that I was NOT interested at all…
*Please note, I am not placing any of the blame on my [not so] good friend Gary. I take full responsibility. Just chalk this ish up as a lesson learned.*
