You know how they say when it rains it pours. Okay, so my normally hermit life was uncharacteristically busy today. Started with a text from my cousin Walsh. "Did you tape the show?"
Walsh-:"The one on yesterday morning."
Me-:"Dude, there were like five different wrestling shows on yesterday, which one?"
Walsh-:"The New Company. Did you tape it?"
Walsh-:"Do you still have it in the machine?"
Walsh-:"Okay put on New Favourite's match...tell me something, his tights why do I think I've seen that design before?"
I got a message from Pussycat interrupting me for a few minutes. "So how did it go with The Salesman?"
Me to Pussycat-:"It didn't."
Me to Pussycat-:"It didn't."
Me to Walsh-:"Have you been to the New Company's website yet? His tights look a lot like their background design."
Pussycat-:"Tell me everything that happened blow by blow, and I mean it!"
Walsh-:"hahahahahahaha! What a dork."
Me to Walsh-:"You asked."
Me to Pussycat-:"I went there, asked him and..." another texted came in from one of the girls that works at the occult shop here in town.
Keira-:"Hey, how's your weekend? Little bird told me you had a date. How'd it go?"
Me to Keira-:"No, bird lied."
Keira-:"Oh? What happened?"
Me to Pussycat-:"Um, you've been talking to Keira today?"
Me to Keira-:"I went to see The Salesman, asked him for coffee he spent ten minutes telling me why he couldn't then turned around and said he'd love to sometime."
Me to Keira-:"I know right?"
Pussycat-:"Um maybe. So what happened?"
Me to Pussycat-:"I went to see him, he was his normal flirty self, I asked him for coffee, he got weird said no then said sure. I have no idea if that was a rejection or not?"
Pussycat-:"Or not lol. But you went for it. That's fab. Now you can stop wondering and move on. It is perfect doll."
Okay so for the past year, this one guy who works at one of my favourite stores here in town, has been overly flirty. There have even been times he's pushed his coworkers out of the way to be the one to help me. I for once, did not think on it, assuming he was flirting to sell more crap. One of the times I went there with Pussycat, he was not working so we started chatting with one of the coworkers and found out, they do not get paid on commission. It's minimum wage.There was no reason for him to be jumping over them to get to me. The next time I went in and The Salesman was working, Pussycat was with me again, and The Salesman made it a point to come over to where we were and just say hi. That was a few months ago. As I said, this has been going on for just over a year. The last few times, his coworkers have just wandered off leaving us alone in the store. We've talked about a bunch of random crap, he once even started to fix displays that didn't need to be fixed just as an excuse to continue the conversation. Pussycat convinced me it was time to ask The Salesman out. As I said, it did not go smooth.
The Salesman looked at me, took a deep breath and told me he doesn't date anymore. Then went into this ten minute speech telling me that he's been bleed dry by women, loosing everything from his house to his friends to his job to his money; all the while getting angrier as he did. Then turned his shoulder towards me telling me he'd love to hang out at the coffee shop next to the store sometime and have coffee with me.
So here I am, confused as to if I should be insulted or not and wondering why he would say no if he seems to be interested?
I got a texted then from one of the other girls who works at the occult shop, Janny, "Hey, how'd it go with the guy?"
Me to Janny-:"Well not good."
Janny-:"Keira was just telling me. I walked in when she was reading your last text. Screw him."
Me-:"Obviously that's not going to happen."
Janny-:"hahaha! Okay right. Look at it this way, you have to wonder what kind of a guy he is if he's claiming that he always attracts the same type of woman? It can't be all the woman's fault? You don't need that anyways.Look at it this way, you did him a favour."
Janny-:"Betting he has been bottling it up and needed to tell someone. If he found you comforting enough to explode on you then you triggered something in him."
I laughed for a bit on that one.
Walsh-:"There's nothing fresh there."
I was lost for a few minutes on that, as my head was spinning from the other messages.Then I realized he was talking about the wrestling website. "Yeah, I noticed. Too bad too, would like to see some pics of the Manager."
Walsh-:"So, what's up?"
Me-:"Oh my god its like telegram, telephone, telea-drag queen. And you can read about it in a few minutes."
Walsh-:"Whatever he's told you to do, do the opposite."
Me-:"Too late. Seriously, this mess is blog worthy."