It’s amazing how you can have a preconceived notion of someones personality in “difficult” situations, and it turns out to be nothing like what you had in mind.
Last night I had several interesting experiences with human nature, and misconstruing meanings. One will be kept to myself but the other needs to be out there.
I have a friend, whom I thought of as a gentleman. He’s a wonderful man, a gentle, kind hearted, successful, attractive, intelligent and generally amazing person. At one point, because of all of this, I had considered him a “prospect”(kind of crude isn’t it…but I suppose you get what I mean…).
Approximately a year ago, we kissed(OK well things were slightly more “heated” then just kissing but come on, I don’t kiss and tell…Or rather, I don’t kiss and blog…OK, so sometimes I do…That’s enough! Haha.), but though I was attracted to him as a person, there was a grand total of zero chemistry, no fireworks, no sparks. Hell, there wasn’t even a shimmer of the possibility of any fire.
Last night I had this terrible feeling, I just didn’t feel comfortable in my apartment, I felt like I was being watched, or that something just wasn’t right. I was pretty creeped out, for lack of a better term. I told him this, and being the gentleman he is, he came over to make me feel more at ease.
Well, it turns out that he had been drinking, and he assumed that his chivalrous act deserved a booty call. Well, nay, sir, NAY!
I tried politely turning him down while he attempted to do what I can only assume is eat my face, and then I, a little less politely, tried pushing him away when he held my arms down and clamped down on my neck(and I was in a weakened state due to medication for my sore back). At this point, I nearly shoved him down my stairs. I told him enough was enough and that he needed to go home and get some sleep. And the gentleman that I always knew, kindly turned and left. I watched him leave, and locked my door.
At about 2:30 that morning(I was still awake…sleepless due to the sudden unexplainable creepiness factor of my apartment)there came a knock on my door.
I won’t go into details but there was a hushed, yet heated argument, and I after threatening to scream didn’t work, I threatened to call the police, which sent him on his way and left me feeling empty with a sore arm and clenched jaw.
It’s funny how people can misconstrue meanings so easily. I suppose he thought I wanted him because I agreed to let him come over to “protect” me…
I am an incurable flirt though, but I’m sure I didn’t lead him on.
I doubt I’ll speak to him again. He scared me, and I don’t deal well with overbearing men.
I’m going to start watching my signals, watching my words, generally being careful about what signals I may send out.
(Oh and on a side note: never, and I really mean NEVER, have serious discussions with people you care about on MSN or any other chat dealie…Words are far too easily misconstrued there, intonations can’t be considered, and meanings get messed up. Discussions turn into arguments which turn into full blown fights. Luckily, for me, my mistake is pretty much fixed. Yay.)
