don't ya hate it when that happens?
Wednesday, September 24, 2003
can't sleep
thoughts run rampant in my head... knocking upon walls, searching through crevices.. trying to be free....
filipino boys
i dunno. i've just never dated one before. maybe against my will sorta... but that's the old me. :) i hope...
so today i get this call from some guy who i dont' think even said his name. really really strong filipino accent. here's the scaled down conversation...
me: "who are you?"
anonymous: "i called bepore but your seester meeshelle said you were in la. you don't know me, but remember when you were looking por di-gi-tal batteries por your camera? i was dere in walgreens."
me: "uhhhhhhh.... how did you get my number" (wait, i don't have a sister named michelle, please be a wrong number...)
him: "my prend gabe it to me. i asked him to get it por me. lee. i jus want to know you."
me: (in my head: lee... lee.. lee.. who the hell is that?)
me: "i remember walgreens, but i dont' remember what you look like.. (but i do remember this filipino cashier staring at me and me hoping i'd never have to deal with him. crap guys, PLEASE BE MORE SUBTLE!)
increasingly annoying: more and more convincing...
me: (in my head) grrrrrr...... then i suddenly remember NOT to lead guys on and just do what i've learned... give it to them in a nice, blunt-like fashion. they'll thank me later. man, what a thin line between mean and trying to be nice and spare their feelings....)
evil me: "i'm sorry, i'm not interested.."
chewbacca: "why? you have a boyprend?..." (add some compliments here)
mean me: (thinking i already SAID i'm NOT INTERESTED) "uhhh.... well... (enter white lie here) i just had one and i'm not over him yet (phew good thinking... 8 bazillion points and go buy yourself some ben and jerry's)
evil evil me: (trying to be nice and end this humanely) "sorry, take care! (all cheery), bye!"
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the question is.. what would you do?!?!? what should i have done? hmmm? hmmmmm?
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