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Last night I had one of the most bizarre, upsetting experiences of my life.
My roomate Caitlin and I were standing outside on the deck, talking, and I noticed this guy walking up. It turned out to be my ex-roomate Jennifer's boyfriend, and we chatted for a few minutes. He asked if I was still interested in selling my guitar, and I said yes. He wanted to come in and check it out, so Caitlin and I went inside. As I was unlocking and opening the door, Caitlin went back inside her room to work on a project. I picked up the guitar, handed it to him, and we haggled over the price, finally settling on $150. Then, out of nowhere, he asked me, "You wanna go fuck?" I just laughed it off and said, "No, that's okay," because I thought he was joking.
Twenty seconds later; "No, seriously, you wanna go fuck?"
Now, keep in mind, I hadn't seen this guy in over a year. And before that, I'd known him for around seven months. We weren't exactly close, either.
I took a step back, eyes wide, trying to think of something to say. Finally I came out with, "Are you being serious, or are you just messing with me? I can't tell anymore..." And he said that he was serious. I shook my head, said "Thanks but no thanks," and hurried him out the door. Immediately, I knocked on Caitlin's bedroom door, brought her into the living room, and told her what had just happened. I was laughing, but the kind of laugh that you get at a funeral or when you're really nervous about something. I felt rattled, to say the least.
During our conversation (we moved on to happier topics after that), there was a knock on the door, and he was back, asking if I wanted to watch a movie with him. I said no, and that we were just hanging out for a bit before we both went to bed. And then I closed the door on him.
I'm not sure how I should've handled the situation. If a total stranger had said that to me, I'd have had no trouble kicking him in the balls, but coming from somebody I knew... It was so out of character, and my first thought was, "Aren't you still seeing Jennifer, dude? We were just talking about her..." And truth be told, I may not like Jennifer all that much, and I may be glad I don't live with her anymore, but I by no stretch of the imagination hate her enough to have sex with her boyfriend. I don't need all that bad karma. And you only get one first time, why would I waste it on some guy that, literally, has no qualities that turn me on? Seriously, the dude may as well be an ugly woman as far as I'm concerned.
I was so sick when I woke up this morning. I didn't eat anything until 5:30 this afternoon. All I'd had up until then was a glass of chocolate soy milk, because I had to have something but the thought of solid food made my stomach turn over.
When I left to go to my makeup class at the mall, I found a note on the windshield of my car. It was an apology for his behavior last night (or at 1:30 AM, if you want to get technical) and I'm a good person and he was being a jerk and blah, blah, blah. Whatever. I'm not sure what I should be feeling right now. But mostly I'm just upset.
This is what I get for trying to have male friends again. Although none of those other friendships ever led to this. I can think of a couple where I'd at least have considered it, maybe even said yes, but not this time. No, thanks.
My roomate Caitlin and I were standing outside on the deck, talking, and I noticed this guy walking up. It turned out to be my ex-roomate Jennifer's boyfriend, and we chatted for a few minutes. He asked if I was still interested in selling my guitar, and I said yes. He wanted to come in and check it out, so Caitlin and I went inside. As I was unlocking and opening the door, Caitlin went back inside her room to work on a project. I picked up the guitar, handed it to him, and we haggled over the price, finally settling on $150. Then, out of nowhere, he asked me, "You wanna go fuck?" I just laughed it off and said, "No, that's okay," because I thought he was joking.
Twenty seconds later; "No, seriously, you wanna go fuck?"
Now, keep in mind, I hadn't seen this guy in over a year. And before that, I'd known him for around seven months. We weren't exactly close, either.
I took a step back, eyes wide, trying to think of something to say. Finally I came out with, "Are you being serious, or are you just messing with me? I can't tell anymore..." And he said that he was serious. I shook my head, said "Thanks but no thanks," and hurried him out the door. Immediately, I knocked on Caitlin's bedroom door, brought her into the living room, and told her what had just happened. I was laughing, but the kind of laugh that you get at a funeral or when you're really nervous about something. I felt rattled, to say the least.
During our conversation (we moved on to happier topics after that), there was a knock on the door, and he was back, asking if I wanted to watch a movie with him. I said no, and that we were just hanging out for a bit before we both went to bed. And then I closed the door on him.
I'm not sure how I should've handled the situation. If a total stranger had said that to me, I'd have had no trouble kicking him in the balls, but coming from somebody I knew... It was so out of character, and my first thought was, "Aren't you still seeing Jennifer, dude? We were just talking about her..." And truth be told, I may not like Jennifer all that much, and I may be glad I don't live with her anymore, but I by no stretch of the imagination hate her enough to have sex with her boyfriend. I don't need all that bad karma. And you only get one first time, why would I waste it on some guy that, literally, has no qualities that turn me on? Seriously, the dude may as well be an ugly woman as far as I'm concerned.
I was so sick when I woke up this morning. I didn't eat anything until 5:30 this afternoon. All I'd had up until then was a glass of chocolate soy milk, because I had to have something but the thought of solid food made my stomach turn over.
When I left to go to my makeup class at the mall, I found a note on the windshield of my car. It was an apology for his behavior last night (or at 1:30 AM, if you want to get technical) and I'm a good person and he was being a jerk and blah, blah, blah. Whatever. I'm not sure what I should be feeling right now. But mostly I'm just upset.
This is what I get for trying to have male friends again. Although none of those other friendships ever led to this. I can think of a couple where I'd at least have considered it, maybe even said yes, but not this time. No, thanks.