What a day

So today was pretty average.

I woke up
Showered
Fell asleep in the car on the way to work
Got to BG
Opened up the shop
Sold some photos
Went for a drink
Came back
Got hit on by a dude
Went on break
Ate spagetti
Read the paper
Sat around while the ride was closed
Signed out
Bought some icecream
Went home.

Yeah, pretty average day.






Wait a minute....






I got hit on by a guy!!!! :(

It was so fucking weird. This guy named carl who works at busch gardens has the hots for me. I dont think he knows that im not a homosexual. He saw me reading a newspaper one day and he kept saying stuff like "Ive never seen someone who reads so much. You must be really smart." And im like "sure." But i wanted to say "WOULD YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! IM TRYING TO READ!!!!!!!!!" I hate when people talk to me while im reading. Since then everytime he saw me he would give me this big weird smile and say something to complement me. One day I got off work and i decided that I'd like to try out a funnel cake made with hot fudge on top. I hated it. I ate it while reading a paper in the breakroom.

So today I was walking back from getting a drink out of the machine in the breakroom, and this carl guy comes up to me and asks me when i go on break. "12" I say. Then he offers to get me a fudge covered funnel cake ("I know you like those" he claims) and asks me to eat lunch with him. I didnt fully understand what he was saying (I dont get hit on by guys all that much), so i thought he was saying that he works at the place that sells them and was willing to give me one for free. What a nice guy, I thought. Not to many people are willing to risk their job giving away merch, even if it is just food. So I say "Thats, cool. Thanks" and I wave and walk away. Half way to my station I stop and look up at the sky, and i think about what just happened. Then I begin to realize that Carl doesnt work at the place that sells funnel cakes. He works at the place that sells chikin strips. he was going to buy me lunch! How fucking weird is that? It would have been some kind of lunch date. So im pretty sure he was waiting to see me at 12 in the cafe he usually sees me in, but i didnt go there. I stood him up i guess. Its not my fault. He's missing some facts...

Im not gay.

Maybe i should let him know. I dont know how to get that point across without calling him gay, because (though im pretty sure he is), what if he isnt? Then Im just a mean person.

This is not the first time this has happened. This is maybe the 4th guy whos hit on me since middle school.

I dont know whether im supposed to take it as a complement or an insult. Its like calling me incredibly attractive and somewhat flamboyant at the same time.

The thing is. I dont have a problem with homosexuals. When i was in the ninth grade i had a very christian, anti-homo mind, but when i actually met some homosexuals I realized that, besides a preference and an accent, theyre no different from me or anyone else. So guys hitting on me shouldnt bother me. But im still a heterosexual human and i cant help but feel really really akward when things like that happen.




I guess this means im universally attractive. I guess women should consider themselves lucky that someone as amazingly sexy as me isnt a queer.

Haha