To be nice or not to be…
Yesterday I met up with a friend of mine, IL, for coffee in the nearest park. I told her all about this party I went to on saturday and this guy who I spent a lot of time talking to. The thing is I have a boyfriend. A boyfriend whom I love and so on. So the thing was, I got the feeling that he tought that I was hitting on him. Thats the problem in this country. If your nice to someone, that person immediately belives that your interested in that person. I asked Els (who was the host that night) about the guy and the possibility that that guy took my friendliness for me hitting on him. I hadnt told him that I had a boyfriend. No this is not as bad as it sounds. Im just not one of those people that say hello to new people at parties with a “Hi, I’m P and I’m taken” If it comes up in the conversation I always tell. I do NOT hide it!
Well, anyway, Els reassured me that the guy, M, did not at all think this and he was a really cool and nice guy so I went back and talked to him a bit more. When I was leaving thou, M came to give me a hug, which is ok and all, but then! Then M (in a desperate try to make me stay? As a joke? He was very drunk?) grabs my ass. Just like that. I just said: “Okeeey…” then went away and started laughing hysterically.
IL then told me about when she went out last friday and some guy tried to hit on her while she was at the bar. IL told the guy right away that he was trying too hard and she wasnt interested, but he didnt gave up. What is it with guys NOT GIVING UP? Like if your out in a bar or pub or whatever and you hit on a girl or boy or tranny or whatever and that person is so obviously NOT interested, WHY oh, why do you KEEP on doing it? It seems to me that the statistic says that the most of these people are straight guys hitting on women out of ther league. I might be totally wrong on this of course, but then again, I might be right…
Anyway, when I was on my was home form Els’s party I was taking out some money from a cashpoint and while Im standing there i feel something on my leg. I look back and see this guy KISSING the back of my knee!! I was so shocked that all that came out of me was “Excuse me?” and then the guy said something about my “sexey leggs!”. Then the guy went back to his friends and I took my card and my money. When I turn around, I see the bus pulling up to the stop, so I went up to the guy, punched him in the face, and then went up on the bus and went home. I just couldnt belive it! Nobody kisses MY LEGS without asking first!
Ah, well, now its time for more work, work, work…
Se ya
/P