Lately I find myself becoming annoyed easily in his presence. It’s the little things he says and does that bug the hell out of me. I have never once taken advantage of his feeling towards me. In fact, every time he says I Love You (yes, he’s already saying this) I never respond. He even made a comment about understanding I don’t love him. So why would you continue to say those words when you’ve never once heard me respond to you or I tell you I don’t love you?
He’s starting to get a little comfortable in my home. This is why I make it a point to not invite men over too soon. One morning he came to my house at 6:15 am. He rung my cell off the hook, and then I heard a knock on my bedroom window and main door. Mind you this was a weekday and I normally get out of the bed around 6:40 and this fool was at my door step at 6:15 am. The previous day was a pretty bad day at work. That evening he was the last person I called right before I went to bed that night, and my exact words to him were “I was just calling to say hello. I had a bad day at work, so I am now ready to end the night and start over. Goodnight!”
This guy came to my house the next morning at that God awful hour because he thought I was going to kill myself. Evidently a lot of the women he’s dealt with had some suicidal tendencies. At the time I was so pissed, I understand you were being concerned about my well being. But obviously you don’t know me very well otherwise you would know I would never intentionally harm myself.
He came by my house last Friday evening. The plan was to rent some movies and just chill. Well I started watching the Entourage marathon when he finally came through (which is also his favorite show). Well he started to annoy me by singing the theme song everytime it came on, it was like watching a child’s favorite show with that animated child. Then he proceeded to recite lines from damn near every episode. I asked him to stop, especially since he didn’t even know the words. You know how people come in at the end of the words of phrases. The next annoying thing was he would go to my refrigerator like he stocked it himself. For one, he’s mention he would like for me to cook for him. But since I don’t cook nor do I feel obligated to feed you, you need not stop by hungry. So instead of food he attacks my Coronas. Mind you, I don’t drink Coronas. I had a little gathering a few weeks ago and someone bought 2 cases of the beer not knowing it isn’t my favorite thing to drink. So the Coronas have been chilling in the fridge for a minute. That is until Mr. Thirsty ransacked my stuff.
While I may not enjoy Coronas don’t assume you are welcome to my stuff whenever you feel without asking. That’s when you know someone is starting to feel comfortable in your space. He then wanted to go out, but I had already had enough of this guy for one evening. So I politely declined. He then told me he would go out and come back around 1:00 am. I said NO; once you leave you’re gone. My door isn’t open to you 24 hours. I got a phone call around 4:30 am from a number I didn’t know, but I know it was him. No one else with any good sense would call me at that hour. I’m sure it was drunk dialing. At any rate the thrill is gone