Personal Journal, day #, I don't know...
Well, my summer job started and people are slowly starting to wonder, gee, where's Perv/Happy Pants? He used to come and enjoy the free meals they offered when he felt like gracing them with his presence. Suffice to say, he's not welcome or allowed even on the grounds now.
There is a coworker there who comes to say hello every day-I think he has periods of boredom and things, like we get from time to time at our workplaces.
He's heard some of the story, too, and shakes his head when he sees me.
This week, what do you suppose he said?
"Gee, Ash, I just wanted to tell you that I think you're very attractive and someone will be along to snap you up in no time!" (
(Note: This is not a single man)
This is followed by the man grabbing his day bag and exclaiming,:
"Uh-oh, I'm going to miss the bus! I can't see well, you know!"!!!!!! how does he know what I look like if he can't see to drive? This is my hahahahahahaha.
A long time ago I would have taken offence at those words, but nowadays nothing surprises me.
At the same time he was "complimenting me, he was trying to get me to fire my L because his W is in the legal field and can this and this and this and that...thanks, but no thanks! Mind you, he's also bashing her at the same time.
It made me snicker all the way home because I think, in his long-winded and double edged-way, he was trying to be kind.
I'm trying to not hang onto words of conversations any more, as part of therapy, but one thing that did bother me, is that he started right in on the "Well, my wife", song and dance saga about how angry he gets at his wife and how awful she is and on and on and on...
This is a religious setting and it never fails to amaze me that no matter where we are, someone is ready to pounce when they learn another is single and might be in the proximity of their age...I'm also in the proximity of Saturn, lol.
The times, they are'a changin'! -Bob Dylan