But it will make an interesting post… at least I think it will.
Today I went face painting in the Wal-Mart, it was pretty fun and everything went smoothly except…
I’d just finished painting a kid, ready to relax and all of a sudden this guy comes up to me.
“Hey! Can I offer you a lollypop?”
“OY!” I thought as he almost poked my eye with it.
“What the…” I think
“Errr… okay, thaaanks…” I gingerly take it from him.
“So, what’s your name?” he asked.
“UH OH!” I think. I’m pretty sure I know where this is going. I turn to face him. Messy hair, big jacket, UGLY pants… okay, not presentable and not really handsome… basically the only nice thing about him are his grey-green eyes.
This is NOT good!
“Err, umm…” I thought about giving him another random name, but my mom was right there and I didn’t know what would be her reaction if I told him Anastaisia or something…
“Windy…” I finally answer.
“Oh, Windy,” (I’m surprised he actually got it right the FIRST TIME) “Nice to meet you I’m …” (Sorry, I forgot his name)
I put on a plastic smile “Nice to meet you.”
We shake hands.
“So, you live around here?”
Oh boy. “Yeah, in the city.”
He grinned, “Oh awesome, I live….” (forgot sorry!)
“Oh, is that near the High School?” Okay, so I just made that up, I had no idea where he told me he lived was, but I just wanted to mention HIGH SCHOOL… so I could tell him I’m in HIGH SCHOOL… you’ll se why later.
The conversation goes on a little awkwardly and finally he asks, “So, can I invite you out to eat… coffee or something?”
I froze in my chair.
Wait for it… wait for it.
The guy’s like around 29 or 30! YEP! OH BOY!
Gah! I searched around my surprised, empty head for some sort of avoiding answer. I was so shocked he would actually ASK ME OUT I couldn’t think of a REALLY good excuse….
So it went something like this, “Oh sorry I’m really busy…”
“Oh, I don’t mean now…”
YEAH I KNOW that you…you! “Yeah, but I’m going to be pretty busy this week, studying and all.” I cut him off
He beams, finding another conversation starter. “Oh really, what are you studying?”
“I’m in my second year of Prepa.” (high school, 11th grade) *smug grin*
Suddenly he gets VERY nervous. “Oh… you’re… young…”
Now it was my turn to beam. FINALLY he would leave me alone!
“Well, you don’t have school this monday and Tuesday, it’s a holiday.” He pressed on.
Didn’t remember that. BUT WHAT WAS HE STILL DOING ASKING ME OUT!?!? Oy!
“Yeah, but I’m going to see some friends, and they gave me a LOT of homework.” I really highlighted lot.
“Oh okay. Have you been here before?” He asks, referring to the Wal-Mart.
“Um, this is the second week.”
“Well, think about it. Do you have some sort of phone where I could call you?”
Okay, I CANNOT believe this is happening to me…
“Err… yeeah… sort of.” I hand him a tract.
“So I can contact you here?” he asks after scanning the front part, the middle and finally finding the number in the back page.
Okay, so obviously not smart either.
“…yeah… it’s my mom’s phone.” I point toward my mom who is sitting down next to me.
His eyes and mouth open wide and turn into big “o”s, “OH! That’s your mom?!?”
“That’s right.” I say with another smug grin. (Okay, so I’m not usually this mean to people, but this guy was really getting on my NERVES. I actually enjoyed him being uncomfortable…strange I know)
“Nice to meet you.” he says louder toward my mom.
She sorta smiles and goes back to painting a kid.
Good! She doesn’t like him either.
“So… this is the only phone you have?” he asked nervously.
I grin again, “Yep! I don’t have a cellphone.” THANK THE LORD for that… this once.
“Ohh…kay… Well, think about it. See you later, it was nice to meet you.”
I shake his hand without enthusiasm, “Yeah… goodbye.”
AND HE LEFT! OOOH! THANK GOD! HE LEFT!
I turn around to face my mom. “That was… awkward…” “And freakishly creepy” I add in my head.
“Yeah… Lord help him to leave soon.” she prayed. (he was still hanging around nearby “looking” at the material) He did leave like LEAVE after like a minute, thank the lord!
“Oysh! And what was he? Like THIRTY!?!?”
“Yeah, around that.” my mom answers.
“AWW MAN!” I think exasperated, “WHY didn’t I just think of the “I already have a boyfriend” excuse???”
Yep. Would’ve probably left a LOT sooner…