Jerk/Dork Magnet
A while back when I was out dancing with Brek, he told me that I was great 'guy repelant'. Now before you're offended.. he didn't mean it in the bad way. You see, Brek is really hot and we like to go to places where the people are more... how do you say... open-minded and flamboyant. **grins** Of course, this can create a problem, but mainly for Brek. Because he emanates his extreme hotness, lots of people are attracted to him. Unfortunately the majority of that population are gay men. Brek has told me stories where he's had to knock the dudes out because they wouldn't leave him alone. **happy mental image.. (Brek in one of his yummy sleeveless shirts, eye liner, and kicking someone's ass)... sighs happily** Like I said, this has been an issue for Brek so he always had to think carefully about what he wore and which songs he danced to. Now that I'm in the picture I keep those gay men at bay and Brek doesn't have to be so picky. He can dance to more of his favorite songs and wear more of his choice outfits. So it's true what he said.. kind of. I'm good "gay guy repelant."
Nonetheless, I'm still stuck in my own dilemma, being that I am a Jerk/Dork Magnet (excluding Brek). Even when Brek is around, I still get hit on by all sorts of gross guys. Just last week, this dork asked me to dance with him. Being nice I said yes. Ugh... yeah... I really should just say no. Treat it like drugs, Just say NO! After a song or two of this torture Brek finally swooped in and saved me! I grabbed hold of him and he lifted me out of the lion pit. Tonight sadly, I did not have my Knight in Vinyl Armor. He had been working so hard lately and needed his rest. **huggles for Brek** Anyways... I was having a decent time, I had been there maybe what... 15 minutes. I was waiting by the railing, just watching the people and listening to the music. The guy next to me turns and starts talking to me. I shrugged it off and made polite conversation. Then he introduces me to some of his, what I thought were friends at the time. After some more light chit chat he goes in for the kill
Dude: So is your boyfriend dancing out there somewhere?
Me: **think of Brek.. I wish Brek was my boyfriend. That'd be nice. I could pretend Brek is my boyfriend. I could pretend I have a boyfriend just to get this guy away from me** Uh.. no. I don't have a boyfriend ** You idiot! What are you doing?!?! .. I just can't lie**
Dude: Oh yeah? Why's that?
Me: **thinking more about Brek. Brek should be my boyfriend. I like Brek a lot. I wonder if he's thinking of me. I love you Lord. I should just trust you.... Stammers**
Dude: Long story huh?
Me: **nod**
Dude: Yeah my girlfriend just broke up with me two weeks ago.
Me: Aww really? I'm sorry. **I wonder why she dumped him**
Dude: No it's o.k. See that girl up there? **points to a woman**
Me: Yeah
Dude: That's my wife.
Me: **stunned silence... confused silence** uh...
Dude: Have you ever heard of polyamory.
Me: No
Dude: Well we believe in that a person can love more than one person.
Me: That's.... interesting. **OMG What have I gotten myself into?!?!?! Just Run. RUN I TELL YOU! RUN!! Legs why aren't you moving... do something!! Leave!! Just LEAVE!**
Thankfully the DJ put a good song on and I hopped out on the dance floor before anything happened... at that moment. I noticed after a while though that he kept watching me dance. So they played crappy music and I moved into the next dance room. Yet, he followed me. He apparently liked they way I danced and asked if I could teach him.
"Sorry.. but I don't teach dancing. You just do it." (excepting really hot guys.. like Brek. He can have dancing lessons any time he wants) I dance some more. For a while I thought he went to another room, but one song later I spot him in the corner watching me. Ugh.. I just felt gross. I would prefer it Brek standing there watching me.. I like when he does. I try to dance extra specially well just for him. He's got gorgeous eyes. Ah! I keep losing focus. Ok.. well after a while I go to check out the other room. See what they're playing. The guy follows me yet again and he puts his arm around. He pulls me to the side.
Dude: If you won't give me dancing lessons will you at least let me have a date?
Me: **WTF?!?!??!!** Uhh... no.
Dude: Why?
Me: You're married. **duh!**
Dude: Even if she said it was o.k.?
Me: **This can't be happening!!!!!** No **walks away.. quickly!**
So yet another example of why I am single! One.. I'm highly picky. Two... there are just a bunch of jerks out there. Pht.. damn polygamourists.
A while back when I was out dancing with Brek, he told me that I was great 'guy repelant'. Now before you're offended.. he didn't mean it in the bad way. You see, Brek is really hot and we like to go to places where the people are more... how do you say... open-minded and flamboyant. **grins** Of course, this can create a problem, but mainly for Brek. Because he emanates his extreme hotness, lots of people are attracted to him. Unfortunately the majority of that population are gay men. Brek has told me stories where he's had to knock the dudes out because they wouldn't leave him alone. **happy mental image.. (Brek in one of his yummy sleeveless shirts, eye liner, and kicking someone's ass)... sighs happily** Like I said, this has been an issue for Brek so he always had to think carefully about what he wore and which songs he danced to. Now that I'm in the picture I keep those gay men at bay and Brek doesn't have to be so picky. He can dance to more of his favorite songs and wear more of his choice outfits. So it's true what he said.. kind of. I'm good "gay guy repelant."
Nonetheless, I'm still stuck in my own dilemma, being that I am a Jerk/Dork Magnet (excluding Brek). Even when Brek is around, I still get hit on by all sorts of gross guys. Just last week, this dork asked me to dance with him. Being nice I said yes. Ugh... yeah... I really should just say no. Treat it like drugs, Just say NO! After a song or two of this torture Brek finally swooped in and saved me! I grabbed hold of him and he lifted me out of the lion pit. Tonight sadly, I did not have my Knight in Vinyl Armor. He had been working so hard lately and needed his rest. **huggles for Brek** Anyways... I was having a decent time, I had been there maybe what... 15 minutes. I was waiting by the railing, just watching the people and listening to the music. The guy next to me turns and starts talking to me. I shrugged it off and made polite conversation. Then he introduces me to some of his, what I thought were friends at the time. After some more light chit chat he goes in for the kill
Dude: So is your boyfriend dancing out there somewhere?
Me: **think of Brek.. I wish Brek was my boyfriend. That'd be nice. I could pretend Brek is my boyfriend. I could pretend I have a boyfriend just to get this guy away from me** Uh.. no. I don't have a boyfriend ** You idiot! What are you doing?!?! .. I just can't lie**
Dude: Oh yeah? Why's that?
Me: **thinking more about Brek. Brek should be my boyfriend. I like Brek a lot. I wonder if he's thinking of me. I love you Lord. I should just trust you.... Stammers**
Dude: Long story huh?
Me: **nod**
Dude: Yeah my girlfriend just broke up with me two weeks ago.
Me: Aww really? I'm sorry. **I wonder why she dumped him**
Dude: No it's o.k. See that girl up there? **points to a woman**
Me: Yeah
Dude: That's my wife.
Me: **stunned silence... confused silence** uh...
Dude: Have you ever heard of polyamory.
Me: No
Dude: Well we believe in that a person can love more than one person.
Me: That's.... interesting. **OMG What have I gotten myself into?!?!?! Just Run. RUN I TELL YOU! RUN!! Legs why aren't you moving... do something!! Leave!! Just LEAVE!**
Thankfully the DJ put a good song on and I hopped out on the dance floor before anything happened... at that moment. I noticed after a while though that he kept watching me dance. So they played crappy music and I moved into the next dance room. Yet, he followed me. He apparently liked they way I danced and asked if I could teach him.
"Sorry.. but I don't teach dancing. You just do it." (excepting really hot guys.. like Brek. He can have dancing lessons any time he wants) I dance some more. For a while I thought he went to another room, but one song later I spot him in the corner watching me. Ugh.. I just felt gross. I would prefer it Brek standing there watching me.. I like when he does. I try to dance extra specially well just for him. He's got gorgeous eyes. Ah! I keep losing focus. Ok.. well after a while I go to check out the other room. See what they're playing. The guy follows me yet again and he puts his arm around. He pulls me to the side.
Dude: If you won't give me dancing lessons will you at least let me have a date?
Me: **WTF?!?!??!!** Uhh... no.
Dude: Why?
Me: You're married. **duh!**
Dude: Even if she said it was o.k.?
Me: **This can't be happening!!!!!** No **walks away.. quickly!**
So yet another example of why I am single! One.. I'm highly picky. Two... there are just a bunch of jerks out there. Pht.. damn polygamourists.
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