Understanding Men?
Understanding Men is the topic for this blog. Is there really anyone out there that understands men?
Two parts to understanding men today, first off - Paying Man... Paying man was someone I worked with a while ago, (he does NOT work there anymore - just want to clarify that) that I would pass a few times a day in the hall, he rode the train the same time as me home bound and sometimes work bound. He would say hello and we started talking. He seemed nice enough. Married... Figured harmless, why not say Hi back. A few times we went for a walk at coffee time together and the last time the conversation turned a little to the raunchy side. He started asking me what kind of lover I liked, and he finally confessed that he wanted me. He would not stop at anything to get me. He suggested buying me lingerie as a friend. (Umm ya, De, when's the last time you bought me lingerie??? hahah) He would say he needed to see me in his office and the first time I fell for it thinking it was important, then I get there and realize he just wanted to be close to me. He never touched me at the office at all. Just words. This went on for a long time. I kept telling him I wasn't interested. I told him I had a bf. He didn't care - figured what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him. I didn't like that idea at all!! So began his quest for me. He started stalking me, sending me messages every five minutes, always sexual inuendo, I finally said to him, people get paid for what you are asking me to do, and then he said how much do you want?? I was shocked!! In the back of my head I didn't think he could afford me... ahahah but I never said that. I ignored him. He wouldn't stop bugging me. I even told him I was a lesbian and really wasn't interested - but he never did get the picture. I am not replying to any messages he has sent me; But he still seems to think I want to have sex with him. Finally, the emails are coming in less and less and just when I think I'm finally free and he has left the picture, he sent me a Christmas lunch invitation. All he says is I want you, I want you, and I always get what I want... So, what I don't understand is... WHAT AREN'T YOU GETTING!!!???? I want you to leave me alone!!!
now, the second part to understanding men...
Wednesday night, Maddie and I take the train home together. We are on the bus at the train station, Maddie pulls out a magazine of the sexiest men... we are together looking at the pictures, when two guys get on the bus, younger guys - Maddie's age. I knew right away they were either high or drunk, and they walk straight to the back where we are. The first guy looks at Maddie and says Hi. Instead of ignoring them, she turns her head to him and says hello, how was your night? My mouth drops... I can't believe she's talking to them. I figure we are in trouble now! So the bus leaves the station and we are on our way. Every so often he tries talking to Maddie and finally succeeds in conversation. The entire time she's talking to him, she is nudging my arm, save me!! ahahahah I don't really say anything, then they are trying to find out how old we are and Maddie tells them. Hahahah NOT. The the friend of the chatty one jumps over to sit in front of me, introduces himself, and sees I have a ring on my left hand and says, oh you're married. Hey this one is married. (or something like that). I looked him straight in the face and said, yes, I am - married to her. I point to Maddie. Maddie starts laughing, he goes oh... and the guy chatting up Maddie jumps back a bit and says woah, I'm sorry. I didn't know, and moves back to his side of the bus. But that only stops him for a few minutes and then he's back at trying to get Maddie's number and she's (for once!! ) not giving it to him, Don't have a phone. hahahah Then he says facebook? You guys should add me on facebook and then starts spelling his name for Maddie. I can't stop laughing. I realize I have no idea where we are. It's dark out and our streets are dimly lit. I usually pay very hard attention but tonight I was preoccupied with the drunkies, I tell Maddie we have to get up, but she doesn't seem to be moving. I can't see out the windows! I don't know where I am! I'm lost!!! Maddie, you need to get up... Finally she gets up, but chatty guy still won't stop talking to her = It was nice meeting you and all that bs... the buddy tries to shake her hand and all I can think of is "We don't have time for hand shaking Maddie, we need to find out where we are!" We walked to the front of the bus, and rang the bell. We were three stops later thatn where we should have gotten off. We laughed all the way home.
OK, sorry, three parts to men!!
Abdi had taken out some frozen beef, left it in a bowl on the counter. He wasn't awake when we got home, the beef was still sort of frozen. I had a soccer game to get ready for so I made spaghetti. When he woke up, he came down the stairs, looked for the beef (which I had now put in the fridge, I didn't want it spoiling or be eaten by the dogs). When I told him it was in the fridge, he seemed to get upset. I explained again, fridge, not freezer, but he was still upset. Then he left for work!
(Today - Saturday - he opens the fridge where his beef is still, and says he thought I said freezer...)
I don't understand men!!! Can someone please help me!!!!
PS: tied 0-0 in my game. My injured thumb made me play in a forward position, and I almost scored'! It was fun!
Two parts to understanding men today, first off - Paying Man... Paying man was someone I worked with a while ago, (he does NOT work there anymore - just want to clarify that) that I would pass a few times a day in the hall, he rode the train the same time as me home bound and sometimes work bound. He would say hello and we started talking. He seemed nice enough. Married... Figured harmless, why not say Hi back. A few times we went for a walk at coffee time together and the last time the conversation turned a little to the raunchy side. He started asking me what kind of lover I liked, and he finally confessed that he wanted me. He would not stop at anything to get me. He suggested buying me lingerie as a friend. (Umm ya, De, when's the last time you bought me lingerie??? hahah) He would say he needed to see me in his office and the first time I fell for it thinking it was important, then I get there and realize he just wanted to be close to me. He never touched me at the office at all. Just words. This went on for a long time. I kept telling him I wasn't interested. I told him I had a bf. He didn't care - figured what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him. I didn't like that idea at all!! So began his quest for me. He started stalking me, sending me messages every five minutes, always sexual inuendo, I finally said to him, people get paid for what you are asking me to do, and then he said how much do you want?? I was shocked!! In the back of my head I didn't think he could afford me... ahahah but I never said that. I ignored him. He wouldn't stop bugging me. I even told him I was a lesbian and really wasn't interested - but he never did get the picture. I am not replying to any messages he has sent me; But he still seems to think I want to have sex with him. Finally, the emails are coming in less and less and just when I think I'm finally free and he has left the picture, he sent me a Christmas lunch invitation. All he says is I want you, I want you, and I always get what I want... So, what I don't understand is... WHAT AREN'T YOU GETTING!!!???? I want you to leave me alone!!!
now, the second part to understanding men...
Wednesday night, Maddie and I take the train home together. We are on the bus at the train station, Maddie pulls out a magazine of the sexiest men... we are together looking at the pictures, when two guys get on the bus, younger guys - Maddie's age. I knew right away they were either high or drunk, and they walk straight to the back where we are. The first guy looks at Maddie and says Hi. Instead of ignoring them, she turns her head to him and says hello, how was your night? My mouth drops... I can't believe she's talking to them. I figure we are in trouble now! So the bus leaves the station and we are on our way. Every so often he tries talking to Maddie and finally succeeds in conversation. The entire time she's talking to him, she is nudging my arm, save me!! ahahahah I don't really say anything, then they are trying to find out how old we are and Maddie tells them. Hahahah NOT. The the friend of the chatty one jumps over to sit in front of me, introduces himself, and sees I have a ring on my left hand and says, oh you're married. Hey this one is married. (or something like that). I looked him straight in the face and said, yes, I am - married to her. I point to Maddie. Maddie starts laughing, he goes oh... and the guy chatting up Maddie jumps back a bit and says woah, I'm sorry. I didn't know, and moves back to his side of the bus. But that only stops him for a few minutes and then he's back at trying to get Maddie's number and she's (for once!! ) not giving it to him, Don't have a phone. hahahah Then he says facebook? You guys should add me on facebook and then starts spelling his name for Maddie. I can't stop laughing. I realize I have no idea where we are. It's dark out and our streets are dimly lit. I usually pay very hard attention but tonight I was preoccupied with the drunkies, I tell Maddie we have to get up, but she doesn't seem to be moving. I can't see out the windows! I don't know where I am! I'm lost!!! Maddie, you need to get up... Finally she gets up, but chatty guy still won't stop talking to her = It was nice meeting you and all that bs... the buddy tries to shake her hand and all I can think of is "We don't have time for hand shaking Maddie, we need to find out where we are!" We walked to the front of the bus, and rang the bell. We were three stops later thatn where we should have gotten off. We laughed all the way home.
OK, sorry, three parts to men!!
Abdi had taken out some frozen beef, left it in a bowl on the counter. He wasn't awake when we got home, the beef was still sort of frozen. I had a soccer game to get ready for so I made spaghetti. When he woke up, he came down the stairs, looked for the beef (which I had now put in the fridge, I didn't want it spoiling or be eaten by the dogs). When I told him it was in the fridge, he seemed to get upset. I explained again, fridge, not freezer, but he was still upset. Then he left for work!
(Today - Saturday - he opens the fridge where his beef is still, and says he thought I said freezer...)
I don't understand men!!! Can someone please help me!!!!
PS: tied 0-0 in my game. My injured thumb made me play in a forward position, and I almost scored'! It was fun!
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