Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Why not, she thought naively. Bah!
Dude Facebook chats me now. He's sent me his cell number at least six times so that I can "text him."
Did I forget to mention that Dude is married with a two year old son!!!
You know how I know this? It says so on his Facebook profile.
Why would I text a married man? What would we text about?
Even if I didn't get a Tiger Woods/Jesse James vibe from this guy, it would be weird.
Here's the problem:
He works at the place where I get my oil changed. What the hell am I supposed to do about that? I can't unfriend him. I think he'll notice and then "magically" all the oil leaks out of my car and I have to pay for expensive repairs?
I'm not texting him. That's not happening.
I'm doing my best to ignore him.
Boys are so weird.
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