WHAT'S UP! Didn't mean to sneak up on you, there!

[la_belle_laide]

Creepy Guy from last week came in again today. I was leaning over my desk to write something down and he came up directly behind me and went, "hey." I almost decked him. He asked if the product he wanted had come in yet. I told him it hadn't; that I'd been trying to get it for a while, but so far no luck. I told him of the other store that carried the product and kind of tried to be like, "So, uhh, you should go pick it up." He asked me what time I got off work. I told him (I didn't know what else to say,) and then he said that he had a lot to do today, ("I have to go to the beach and, you know and do my laundry, my favorite, everyone loves doing laundry right? So it's like a busy day...") and he would come back and see me before I left today.

WTF?

He didn't mention that I'd given him the wrong phone number. I was relieved. But honestly, isn't that the biggest hint? What did he think was going to happen when he came in today?

The guy is seriously "Oh. Hel-lo." Absolutely could not stop thinking about Ludo's Go Getter Greg:

I did end up mentioning it to the manager.

Then I thought, well geez, there are some guys that I blatantly have crushes on. At least a handful of them. How would I feel if someone tattled on me for having a crush, or whatever it is he's got? Although honestly, when I like a guy, I try not to bother him too much. (Let's conveniently forget about how Anime Lazzara at school caught me staring the other day. Umm.) Maybe he's just clueless.

Still, I didn't like the way he was all space-invasive-like and followy.

So, I made it out of the store without running into him again, and that was that. I don't have work next weekend (another company bought the weekend,) so maybe he'll forget about me.

Back to nicer (though perhaps less interesting) ramblings. I got a new fish for my ten gallon tank. This is Kyarotto the balloon molly:



He's superfly cute, and I hope he lives. I'm still battling a bit of ammonia in this tank.

And here's a picture of Leon The Magnificent photobombing what was supposed to be a pic of Lucrezia:


S'UP GIIIIRL! Take my picture because I am fabulous!

I post these because clearly everyone is as enamored of my fish as I am.

So here's what's next on the table: Tomorrow, sleeping late (if Screamy Crow allows me,) maybe breaking out some Spring/Summer clothes and putting away the winterish ones. And then later Kung Fu.

Tuesday: WHO KNOWS, AS I AM OFF ALL DAY? Actually, the answer to that is: Study like a fiend.

Wednesday: QiGong final, Asian Bodyworks3 written final, tutoring some guy, Kineseology written final.

Thursday: Swedish practical final, Pathology final.
Then that's it! School is out for two weeks, I'm off from work that weekend, and who knows! I think maybe Jo-chan is coming over for the weekend, or at least we'd mentioned it.

And after that, maybe I'll seriously get started on Grandma's Room. (It's probably going to be a massage therapy room, at least temporarily, but I think I'll always call it Grandma's Room.) Or maybe I'll get around to cleaning up the yard, getting my pond running, getting leaves raked, stuff planted and fixed up.

Which, I know, everyone's done already by this time of the year. It's just that A) Between school and work, when am I supposed to be doing this? And B) This is really difficult this year. All yard work reminds me of Dad. He went beyond just helping me with my yard; in fact he did most of it. He connected all the plugs to the water features, got out the leaf-blower, set up the timers so all the lights went on at night, everything. So, this is hard without him because for one thing, it makes me think of him. And more practically, I don't really know how the hell he did it.

And yet when I look out to the yard, I know he would hate it this way. He'd be so annoyed that everything still looks like crap. I should get started. Maybe that's what I'll do next week.

That, and tons of critiques and revisions, too. 'Cause that's what I do for fun. ^_^

Comments

[vamp-seamstress.livejournal.com]

Next time creepy guy asks what time you get off work, tell him an hour later than your actual quitting time. That gives you time to get the heck out of there before/if he comes back. That, or just tell him to feck off.

[shonagonchan.livejournal.com]

You're right. I thought about that after I said it. I went into the bathroom until he left and considered all of the things I could/should have said. Esprit d'escalier! :/

[awakesoon.livejournal.com]

ASKING WHEN YOU GET OFF WORK = NOT OKAY. You're not being tattly or even rude; that's ENTIRELY creepy to ask when someone gets off work when they're clearly not interested. I just don't even.

[shonagonchan.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I mean perhaps he just fails at taking hints, but you'd think that even the most obtuse people would get that when a gal gives you the wrong effing phone number, IT IS NOT BECAUSE SHE FORGOT HOW HER NUMBER WENT.

Except in my case it actually might be. But this time it isn't. :)

[lisa-s.livejournal.com]

It may be that he's just that bad at taking hints. If he does show up the next weekend you're at work and continues with this, I'd just come right out and say (as gently as you feel is necessary) "Not interested." Hold up a big old sign if need be.

You were absolutely right to mention it to your manager. Even though you can kick creepy dude's ass if need be, it's still better to have someone else keeping an eye out, just in case.

[shonagonchan.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you know I hate that once you tell a guy "no" all of a sudden you're a huge bitch. But if he keeps coming back, it's going to come to that.

Honestly I think he'll forget about me when he doesn't see me there next week.

[reanimated.livejournal.com]

"I hate that once you tell a guy "no" all of a sudden you're a huge bitch"

if he thinks you're a bitch, it's because HE is a sexist failure. guys can go ahead and think acting like you count as a real person is 'bitchy.' just weeds out the losers. i hate that shit too, so i'll call it as the bullshit it is.

[shonagonchan.livejournal.com]

The sad thing is that I think a lot of women are so conditioned to want to be thought of as "a good woman" or whatever cliche, that they don't even realize when they're feeding into this behavior.

[reanimated.livejournal.com]

definitely true. and i feel the pressure at times. but i've gotten to be AWARE of it, which helps at least somewhat. it's a starting point.

[shonagonchan.livejournal.com]

Being mindful - it really helps with every aspect.

[spatterdash.livejournal.com]

Don't feel bad about telling the manager.

The guy may just have an innocent crush, but he's expressing it in ways that are subversively threatening (coming up behind you, invading your space) and overtly pushy (instructing you to do things--give me your number, let's go out--rather than asking). You are a solo female in a captive situation, meaning you are at work and can't easily just leave, and he's being a creepy fuckbag about that. I am glad that you know kung fu, in case he does something fucked up like stalk you in the parking lot or whatev, in which case i hope you break his kneecaps first and ask questions later.

(Can you tell this kind of thing really pushes my buttons?)

BTW, congrats on that great review from the editor concrit folks a couple days ago! I don't think i had a chance to say it at the time due to the conference i was away at.

[shonagonchan.livejournal.com]

Oh man, believe me, tendons will snap if he gets too close. I have no problem with it.

But! It's a far-fetched situation. He'll just give up and go to the next girl eventually. I think in most cases, that's what happens.

Also, thanks! I was pretty stoked about the review. Sometimes I feel very hopeful, like if I just keep working, eventually The Big P will happen.

LOL. The Big P.

[reanimated.livejournal.com]

i doubt you act like a stalker with your crushes. there's no need to be nice to a creepy stranger. trust your gut, not the female training to be nice just because it's our job or something. it's not.

[shonagonchan.livejournal.com]

Yeah, THIS! I was talking to my Mom about this last night. How we're conditioned to not want to be thought of as a bitch, if we're in a situation we don't like, or don't want to be in.

I hope I'm not a stalker or anything. ;D But I do stare at guys I think are attractive, and then all intelligence flees. I'm a simple creature. ;)

[reanimated.livejournal.com]

hey, nothing wrong with being a simple creature. ;-)