Interesting Characters
May 27th 2009 04:38
Sometimes I think I have a sign on my forehead that is visible only to complete weirdos. The sign likely says, "Hey pal! Approach me and say really inappropriate things to me...I like it!"
Now, I've often said that diversity is the spice of life, but some people really put that rosy outlook of mine to the test. I try to be nice and compassionate to everyone I encounter. Rarely do I find an occasion that warrants me being completely rude to people. But, I think that I may have to start being a bit more assertive, lest I encourage the crazies of the world to latch on to me more than they already have!
Here are a few examples of completely bizarro things that have happened to me in recent weeks.
The first one I've already recounted in another post. Unintentional Designated Driver.
Then there was yesterday's experience. I was filling gas, and a fella approached me asking if I had any extra pocket change. As I was digging through my purse, I noticed that he was writing something on a small notepad. I fished out a couple of bucks, handed them to him, and in exchange he passed me a note. On the note was scrawled the quaint little message, I Wud do anything 4 U. I told him no thanks. I didn't need anything. He looked at me and to press the point home mouthed the word "anything". Ew. I hear ya loud and clear pal. Peace.
Unfortunately, I have this little problem. I wink at people. It isn't intended to be flirty. It's pretty much just involuntary. Like an eye spasm. Well, not really, but it's just this thing I do when I am saying good bye to people. And, on more than one occasion, it has given the wrong impression. This was one of those occasions. The guy followed me as I walked to my car. Luckily, the clerk at the store popped his head out and told the man to leave me alone, which worked. But still scary!
On another occasion I was with a gal pal of mine at a liquor store, and a guy came up to me asking if he could hang out with us. Seemed like a normal guy, but I informed him it was just a girls' night. He got so irate and called me every name in the book. He called me a tease! How the hell is buying a 12 pack of Coors Light being a tease?
Lastly, there is my neighbor. He's really....strange. I've always felt sorry for him because he is so different, and people are afraid of him. So, I've gotten in the habit of chatting with him when we see each other. Sure, he's abrasive. Yes, he's gotten into fights with my other neighbors, but he's always been nice to me, so I figured he was pretty harmless.
That is, until I heard his new nickname for me. It is just the most charming little pet name you could ever imagine. Apparently, I am now known to him as "slut". The first time I heard my new moniker was as I was carrying some bags out to my car in preparation for heading to my hometown for a week or so. As I walked past his door, I heard him yell, "Is that the little slut out there?" Surely he couldn't have been referring to me.
Then, after I came back, I ran into him in the hallway as I was doing laundry. He looked at me and I said hello. His reply was, "Shut up, sllllut!" Nice.
Clearly, he is unbalanced, and I feel bad for him. But it makes for a very uncomfortable living environment, especially since I am home alone most nights.
Perhaps I should start carrying pepper spray?
Now, I've often said that diversity is the spice of life, but some people really put that rosy outlook of mine to the test. I try to be nice and compassionate to everyone I encounter. Rarely do I find an occasion that warrants me being completely rude to people. But, I think that I may have to start being a bit more assertive, lest I encourage the crazies of the world to latch on to me more than they already have!
Here are a few examples of completely bizarro things that have happened to me in recent weeks.
The first one I've already recounted in another post. Unintentional Designated Driver.
Then there was yesterday's experience. I was filling gas, and a fella approached me asking if I had any extra pocket change. As I was digging through my purse, I noticed that he was writing something on a small notepad. I fished out a couple of bucks, handed them to him, and in exchange he passed me a note. On the note was scrawled the quaint little message, I Wud do anything 4 U. I told him no thanks. I didn't need anything. He looked at me and to press the point home mouthed the word "anything". Ew. I hear ya loud and clear pal. Peace.
Unfortunately, I have this little problem. I wink at people. It isn't intended to be flirty. It's pretty much just involuntary. Like an eye spasm. Well, not really, but it's just this thing I do when I am saying good bye to people. And, on more than one occasion, it has given the wrong impression. This was one of those occasions. The guy followed me as I walked to my car. Luckily, the clerk at the store popped his head out and told the man to leave me alone, which worked. But still scary!
On another occasion I was with a gal pal of mine at a liquor store, and a guy came up to me asking if he could hang out with us. Seemed like a normal guy, but I informed him it was just a girls' night. He got so irate and called me every name in the book. He called me a tease! How the hell is buying a 12 pack of Coors Light being a tease?
Lastly, there is my neighbor. He's really....strange. I've always felt sorry for him because he is so different, and people are afraid of him. So, I've gotten in the habit of chatting with him when we see each other. Sure, he's abrasive. Yes, he's gotten into fights with my other neighbors, but he's always been nice to me, so I figured he was pretty harmless.
That is, until I heard his new nickname for me. It is just the most charming little pet name you could ever imagine. Apparently, I am now known to him as "slut". The first time I heard my new moniker was as I was carrying some bags out to my car in preparation for heading to my hometown for a week or so. As I walked past his door, I heard him yell, "Is that the little slut out there?" Surely he couldn't have been referring to me.
Then, after I came back, I ran into him in the hallway as I was doing laundry. He looked at me and I said hello. His reply was, "Shut up, sllllut!" Nice.
Clearly, he is unbalanced, and I feel bad for him. But it makes for a very uncomfortable living environment, especially since I am home alone most nights.
Perhaps I should start carrying pepper spray?
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Comment by Mr Nice Guy
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"I Don't Care"
or "Don't Even Think About It"
or one that works for me "Police"
Cheers
Comment by Natalina
My Life My Muse
Beta Girl Blog
"Keep dreaming, buddy"
and
"You wish"
or the more aggressive
"I will punch you in your face"
Comment by Morgan Bell
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Movie Train
oh i know, its like the pathetic old dickheads who think putting a real display pic of yourself on the internet is "being a tease" . . . there is reality, people, get a grip on it
i was once at a casino and this really old man, like over 80, approached me and said hello, i thought it was kind of sweet that he was all bent over and frail but still out enjoying life . . . so he says to me "i like your tits, how much would i have to pay for you to come outside and let me feel them?" . . . ewwww, i couldnt get out of there quick enough
so much for growing old gracefully
Comment by Cheryl J
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Budget Centsability
Comment by Morgan Bell
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nice one, Cheryl . . . appropriate for so many circumstances!
Comment by Natalina
My Life My Muse
Beta Girl Blog
Cheryl, you would be laughing so hard if you could have seen me just now repeating out loud "what is it you can't face" in my best British accent. I probably went through it ten times, and then I was like "oh I get it...heehee". I didn't even attempt an Australian accent because last time I tried my brother told me I sounded Jamaican. Clearly I haven't nailed it just yet
Comment by the world of gaye
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REFLECTIONS
THE WINDMILLS OF MY MIND