O.K., this is odd...
...when we left off last, I was contemplating how to get rid of the youngin'. (The first one, not the good one) He had come to my door unannounced AGAIN and I don't like that. He is a very nice person, usually, but he can be a little thick.
For some reason, I sensed a lot of tension in the air when he came in and sat down. We exchanged small talk for a few minutes and then I told him that I had something to tell him. That's exactly how I put it, "I have something to tell you."
Now, if a woman you are interested in said that, wouldn't your curiosity get the better of you? I would HAVE to know what it was. He had no way of knowing what it was...good or bad. (It was not going to be good.)
He changed the subject a couple of times and that annoyed me. I finally said, Dude, I have something to tell you!"
He said O.K. and let me speak...for about 7 words. He interrupted me and then he apologized and told me to go on and say whatever it was that I wanted to say. I began again and again the fool cut me off! This time, he stood up from the couch and put his hands on both sides of my face and said, "I don't want to hear you running off at the mouth...I like actions...actions speak louder than words." Then he kissed me on the forehead and released my face.
Now, when he said that crap about running off at the mouth, I stopped speaking. I didn't say another word until well after he was gone.
Anyway, after he said that, he walked out and acted like he was leaving. He went to his car and I waited for it to start. It didn't.
The nut came back in and now I am making myself a drink. He stood between my fridge and my table and just stared at me. He didn't say a word and I sure as hell wasn't about to run off at the mouth anymore.
I put the pitcher back in the fridge and had to walk around him to get to my tea which was on the table. He just watched me and then made some dramatic attempt at leaving. I think he wanted to let me know that he was serious. I could only hope.
I turned around and went into my bedroom and closed the door, knowing he wouldn't follow me to that side of my house.
I sat on my bed and waited to hear his car start. After about 15 minutes, I forgot about it. Then, all of a sudden, I heard his car start and he peeled away.
He obviously wanted me to stop him from leaving but I couldn't do that without running off at the mouth.
O.K., that's one. Let the analysis begin.
Meg
...when we left off last, I was contemplating how to get rid of the youngin'. (The first one, not the good one) He had come to my door unannounced AGAIN and I don't like that. He is a very nice person, usually, but he can be a little thick.
For some reason, I sensed a lot of tension in the air when he came in and sat down. We exchanged small talk for a few minutes and then I told him that I had something to tell him. That's exactly how I put it, "I have something to tell you."
Now, if a woman you are interested in said that, wouldn't your curiosity get the better of you? I would HAVE to know what it was. He had no way of knowing what it was...good or bad. (It was not going to be good.)
He changed the subject a couple of times and that annoyed me. I finally said, Dude, I have something to tell you!"
He said O.K. and let me speak...for about 7 words. He interrupted me and then he apologized and told me to go on and say whatever it was that I wanted to say. I began again and again the fool cut me off! This time, he stood up from the couch and put his hands on both sides of my face and said, "I don't want to hear you running off at the mouth...I like actions...actions speak louder than words." Then he kissed me on the forehead and released my face.
Now, when he said that crap about running off at the mouth, I stopped speaking. I didn't say another word until well after he was gone.
Anyway, after he said that, he walked out and acted like he was leaving. He went to his car and I waited for it to start. It didn't.
The nut came back in and now I am making myself a drink. He stood between my fridge and my table and just stared at me. He didn't say a word and I sure as hell wasn't about to run off at the mouth anymore.
I put the pitcher back in the fridge and had to walk around him to get to my tea which was on the table. He just watched me and then made some dramatic attempt at leaving. I think he wanted to let me know that he was serious. I could only hope.
I turned around and went into my bedroom and closed the door, knowing he wouldn't follow me to that side of my house.
I sat on my bed and waited to hear his car start. After about 15 minutes, I forgot about it. Then, all of a sudden, I heard his car start and he peeled away.
He obviously wanted me to stop him from leaving but I couldn't do that without running off at the mouth.
O.K., that's one. Let the analysis begin.
Meg
posted by Meg Kelso | 1:30 AM
3 Comments:
It sounds to me that he either didn't care what you had to say or he knew what was coming and figured if you couldn't get the words out, it wouldn't be true. Either way, it's childish. Maybe you should just call him on the telephone and tell him what's up?
What a brat! Who interrupts when someone is trying to say something important?
I guess with guys like that, you really only need two words: Please leave.
This is one to run away from!!!
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