Monday, May 31, 2010

Jeepers Creepers


Why is it that I ALWAYS give the WRONG guys the WRONG idea?!

Seriously! Is being nice now the equivalent of being flirty?? I don't understand! I should just  stop being nice to guys. It's funny, my best friend and I were discussing this the other day, how the guys you want will usually never catch on that you like them, and the dudes you don't like think a friendly smile from you means you're totally into them. I swear, guys are just about as clueless as my thumb... not to mention complete drama queens and douchebags who may appear like macho men but are clearly as insecure as pubescent girls.

Lol, okay let me give you a little background as to why I'm ranting on this subject:
One of the male students who I'm living with hit on me last weekend. And when I say he hit on me, I mean he REALLY hit on me as in he came on too fast and too strong! The crazy part is that we've only known eachother for a week! I should have suspected from the beginning and trusted my creepdar (creeper radar, I think I made up a word!), all those creepy elevator glances, his constant invitations to go on walks with him, invitations into his room at late hours (yeah, I know), his attempted massage on my neck *shivers*.  By the way, this dude is not as young as you think, he looks about, I'd say ..early 40s.
*Barfing a little in mouth*
That day that he "proposed" (I quote his term) and confessed to me, I was in the kitchen eating. After that little occurence I literally lost my appetite. First he told me he liked me a lot, which prompted my initial thought: "Oh....no. This scene is going to turn very awkward very quickly."
Then he went on about how beautiful and magnificent I was and how he liked my features, that I would be his princess, etc. and was like "don't you want to enjoy your time here?" *retching* He thought I was being shy because I was no longer making eye contact with him, but obviously it was 'cause he was totally creeping me out. Then when I thought things couldn't get any worse...he kisses my hand. Yeah. As I tried to retaliate my hand, I made it clear to him that I'm NOT interested and that he was making me feel very uncomfortable. He's Morrocan so I don't know if that's how they do things there but it's certainly not how things go down here in Canada.
So finally after he laughed it off (probably stung from rejection and embarrassment) he was okay with being friends. Days go by and I don't see him (I was deliberately avoiding him) until the 4th day, when he came into the kitchen. Weird. He acted as if nothing happened. It was still awkward. It's kinda hard to forget a situation like that. So yes, that's my story. Now I can't wait for these 2 weeks to be over!

And this isn't the first time. I feel like I'm always leading on the weirdos or the dudes I see solely as brothers. Although, some people can't help being natural flirts even if they have no feelings for that person, but I wouldn't consider myself to be one. Perhaps the tangent between a friendly act and a flirty one has been blurred, or perhaps it's me, maybe I'm just really naïve.

What are your thoughts on this issue?

1 comment:

  1. Bahaha! Love this post!
    Take it from a "natural flirt" so to speak (although it kills me inside to admit it) you are not one of those people. You're one of those girls who are just, genuinely nice (please don't change that... It's so you... And if it were gone, you wouldn't be you.) and guys that lack self-confidence get a boost when they talk to someone who seems to be genuinely interested in what they say and are nice to them. So it's not your fault.
    Although I can imagine that it sucks having to turn people down all the time and have those awkward moments after. But it sucks just as bad NEVER getting hit on (trust me). :)

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