Drank a cup o' reality at 7:17 p.m. on Sunday, Dec. 19, 2004
I am officially skeeved out and have no where to go with it. My downstairs neighbor (I live in an upstairs/downstairs duplex-- think split level house-- they're in the basement) just hit on me.
Apparently he was locked out of his part of the house and knocked on my back sliding glass door... he proceeded to hang out up here. He has done this once before with his son in tow. I continued to cook my dinner and iron work clothes for the week.
He isn't the brightest bulb, doesn't seem to have much of a short term memory and I often wonder if he is drunk or stoned...
He sat on my couch and after offering me the gift of a New York Mets baseball cap proceeded to tell me that he thinks I'm "hot... cool... pretty... really nice...etc." You get the picture. I responded with, "I think that your wife is a lovely lady. I think that your wife is really pretty too." He apologized and we talked about how he met his wife. 3 sentences later he was back to hitting on me. I shrugged it off bringing the conversation back to his wife and kids.
Shortly thereafter I politely kicked him out. On his way out the door he tried to hug me like 3 times including a glancing kiss on my head.
5 minutes later he knocked on my door in only boxers asking for the baseball cap, which he had left under my tree, back. I gladly handed it over... it saved me the work of leaving it on the dryer in the morning.
And yes, I think he was drunk.
Just when I was starting to think that I'm ready to date again!
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Miss Spunky is:
a 25 year old English teacher currently on an extended adventure in Minnesota, searching for a good man with a big... truck!
I love:
My students, excessive amounts of coffee, Baja Fresh and a good hockey game.
I dislike:
Ignorance, mosquitoes, and people who write in IM and/or grammar so poor that it is clear that they are lazy. IM is LAZY, LAZY do you hear me???