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Sunday, October 22

Flirtaceous

There is this new guy at work. We'll call him Mr. Danger. He is yet another West African. I am just convinced I have a following from West Africa, I swear. Ok, so he's the only black dude at work and you know ow black folk bond when we see another "us" person.

So he's been around a few weeks and though I hardly ever see him because of our different schedules, I have recently started working Sundays all day and he works with me half that time. Just us. So we talk and laugh and joke but the flirting has begun.

I am really not attracted to him, I just think he's silly. But he has been slowly saying things that are like whoa. He'll be like, "You are a good looking girl," in context to us talking about the dangers of me walking home every night alone.

Ok. Today he said my smile was "intoxicating." Intoxicating. You know, like vodka? Oh dear. Then he's inviterd me to a party for his friend's birthday next Friday and was dying to know what I'd wear to it. We had a whole covnersation on what I would wear to the party and he said he wanted us to go to the movies tonight so he could see what my style is like.

Hmmn.

Then our conversations somehow always get inappropriate. We started talking about what I sleepin. I'll admit, I was playing along because apparantly I like to flirt with guys who show some interest in me and tease them. But it has never ended well for me because these guys end up really liking me and wanting to pursue something and I am not really into them, I was just having fun flirting with someone. Oh Dear.

So I hope I can shake him off before i run into that little predicament again. I dunno, he was asking me to "wrap [my] lips around the straw and stare straight at [him]" and to lick my lips and we got into my satin see-thourgh robes and such. I admit, i was having fun being naughty but I will kick myself if I lead him on for real. Right now, he seems just to be having fun playing a game with me. I know I am. I am not into him, I just feel the need to flirt with someone because I haven't done it in such a long time.

Am I wrong for that I wonder?

Oh. I started a facebook group to find me a date. Ya. So one of my friends found me one. He's Zimbabwean and she said he was 6'3 and fine. She told me his name. It is the worst name in the history of all names ever in the world amen. So friggin gwash. I hate it. But I decided to be open minded, give it a chance and try and find a decent nickname to avoid that atrocious name. His parents were just wrong for that.

So we've emailed back and forth. I don't think so. I went to look him up on facebook but he had no pics up. So i went to hi5 and looked him up and found some. I do not pride myself in being shallow but I am sorry. Horrible name and no he is not lose-your-mind-fine. I suppose in person he could be cute. But that name dammit. I'm sorry, shallow as it may be, that name is just eating away at my nerves. Ay! El nombre no es bueno.

Where are all the gorgeous smart men with good names that are interested in me and single? WHERE? I have been looking for him for years now I'm tired! Where is he?

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