I am home and alone and completely excited about Flashdance being on TV tonight. I will watch it, and then practise taking my bra off while I am still wearing a shirt.
Please assess:
A. Reading too much into this.
B. Correct in assuming it's getting a Bit Weird.
Men are shite. I don't want to talk to them anymore.
Please assess:
- He asks me to take breaks when he takes breaks.
- He mentions how much he likes going out, but that he doesn't get to do it now that he's married. And then he looks forlorn.
- When I suggest going halves in something from the cafe nextdoor, he insists on paying.
- He directly asks to be invited next time I go to a concert.
- He says that if he wins the X-Box, I can go over to his house to play it.
- He gets up half-way through lunch, and when somebody asks him where he's going, he says 'I'm going over to the park, if anyone wants to come.' And then he looks directly at me.
A. Reading too much into this.
B. Correct in assuming it's getting a Bit Weird.
Men are shite. I don't want to talk to them anymore.
posted by GBE at 5:38 pm
19 Comments:
I think that the more time you spend contemplating what it all means will mean the more time you've wasted falling into his game. Don't let a married guy - one who to me sounds a little wistful about his lost freedom - drag you into his world of direct stares, strange insinuations and mutual breaks.
Just maintain blissful ignorance of what is going on, and don't get too close to him.
Oh, and don't take advice from strange bloggers that you've never met. Most of the time such bloggers have enough trouble tying their own shoelaces to claim internet advisor status.
And I was going to say 'milk it'... Damn it, Don, must you give such good advice?
Good lord I know what you mean, as in exactly what you mean.
I'm choosing to kinda ignore it, that way I don't get so bloody confused.
tell him to sod off and stop wanking over you in the bogs.
:D
Elementary my dear Watson, it is getting wierd! No advice here, but it will be interesting fodder for future blog entries.Preview of coming attractions,..."I really need someone to talk to, you know, sort of a friend like you because you seem to understand blah, blah, blah"
If he's a friend, he can be one of those friends where there's some tension.
If he's creepy, then he's one of those creeps that you try and phase out.
(PS - listen to Don point 3)
NO good can come from the head games of a married man. Steer clear chicky.
The answer is B. It's getting weird. I say, change your break time and avoid, avoid, avoid. He may seem nice but he's looking for something and it's not an Xbox partner.
You're right you know, men do suck... Imagine my outrage when I found out I was one of the bastards! What really sucks though is that I'm the only man who doesn't suck. Women seem nice, why can't I find one with a flat, hairy chest and a nice dick? Oh - what, sorry tangent... Anyway what I was trying to say is this:
His attention to you plays out as a romantic notion in your head. Even better, you have confirmation that in the long run he'll commit. You like what he represents, and perhaps he finds the same in you. If you can maintain a friendship then why not? Better still befriend his wife, to help keep things in perspective. And don't EVER put yourself in a scenario where the two of you will be alone, at least not until some boundaries are established.
Oh, sure he wants an X-box partner.
He wants a XXX-box partner!
If he gets too close, start complaining about your finances and ask him if he could loan you his credit card for a couple of weeks, just until you get back on your feet.
Then cover your nose and mouth with a hanky and get ready for the violent swirl of dust where he used to be sitting.
She's a maniac, maniac on the floor!
And she's dancing like she's never danced before!*
*Reference to Flashdance, not to gbe's mental state.
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From what I gather from previous comments is that he's married.
Therefore he's off limits and 'Answer B' is probably correct = it's getting a bit wierd.
Life already has enough wierd shit in it without looking for more.
I think it's your responsibility to flirt outrageously with him. So he is tortured by your unavailability.
Purely as punishment to him.
Fifteen comments? Everything's gone BERSERK.
Don, you may be a strange blogger I've never met but I think your advice is tops.
Nails, milking it is also a good (and much more entertaining) method.
Lucy, we should start a club, and call it the 'Married Man Should Piss Off Club' and then chat and eat cucumber sandwiches.
Cath! I've turned very bright red. Quite purply, actually.
Mr. Guinness, if he ever starts a sentence with 'I really need someone to talk to' I'll now know to run and hide.
Enny, he's not creepy, and pretty nice really, which is much worse. Avoidance would be easier if he was creepy.
Steph, we sit next to eachother at work, so I think I'm going to have to quit talking to him. I'll fake bronchitis, or laryngitis, or ICan'tTalkSorryitis, or something.
MJ, maybe he wants me to play Playstation with him? Or, um, Scrabble? Um.
Kezza, I'd like to be his friend, but it seems like most guys friendly interest flies out the window after I refuse to remove my pants.
Michelle, ok! Running! Sorted.
Marcheline, XXX-Box partner made me snort all pig-like.
Ah, thank you, Anonymous, I'd very nearly forgotten Flashdance. Jennifer Beals is what's important here, people. She's always there for us.
Rowan, yep, most definitely married. I'm hoping that avoiding the weird situations will make it all go away.
Aurelius, but then all of the other office wenches will gossip and say "Ooh, look at that dirty insurance slut. Can you BELIEVE she's flirting with the married guy?"
I must agree with the general sort of opinion here. Take it from one who knows, married men = big, very big, and I mean HUGE, amounts of badness. Smile, be nice and friendly but don't flirt in a crossing your legs slowly and suggestively whilst wearing a short skirt kind of flirting.
So, generally, I do agree with you. It's getting a Bit Wierd AND men are shite.
On the other hand, Flashdance, excellent!
Just had to drop back in to ask - you actually have to PRACTISE to take off your bra while still wearing a shirt?
I can do it with one hand buried in a bowl of popcorn.
B.
But Ellie, I like crossing my legs slowly and suggestively! Particularly when wearing a white dress, no underwear, and referring to myself as Sharon Stone. Yeah, I know how to be popular with the boys.
But Marcheline, can you do it like Jennifer Beals? She does it underneath an oversized, grey off-the-shoulder jumper thing while she's holding a conversation and looking cute, and the guys she's with gulps and (probably) has to readjust his pants.
Ah, Susanne, straight to the point. Ta.
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