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Wednesday, January 2

I get tired of the things that "could only happen to me"

The AttorneyI went to the dumpster to throw out some of the things that I have been cleaning out of the storage/closets/kitchen cupboards/etc. Some Mexican guy came up to me as I was heading back to my apartment and started trying to speak to me in broken English. Politely, I stopped to listen and tried to understand him.

After a few minutes, I realized he was trying to hit on me. This is absurd because I am a 49-year old mother of 5, and a grandmother of 5. Of course, he didn't know those two facts.

I took Spanish for a couple of years while I was in college, so finally I interrupted him and said, "Yo soy casada." I think that meant "I am married."

But he kept trying to talk incomprehensible English. So I said, "Yo tengo hijos." Still, he kept talking.

Finally I told him to go away. I shut the door, but he tapped on my windows. I opened the door and, hoping not to be rude, told him, "Necessitas salir."

I shut the door, but he continued to tap on my window. The 3 kids that were here were getting nervous.

I opened the door again and just then saw my neighbor walking out of his apartment. I said, "Do you know this person?" He said, "Yes." (My neighbors are hispanic, but not illegal. I think that the nuisance was with them as a visitor.) I said, "Please tell him to leave me alone."

Tom was not here, but if he had been, this could have been ugly. Tom is very possessive. Even though he would be flattered that anyone, even someone who might not be here legally, would want his wife, Tom would not act like it was a compliment.

The reason I say in the title that I get tired of things that could only happen to me is because things like this ALWAYS happen to me. That guy was of low level intelligence. I could tell, even though he was not fluid in English and I was not fluid in Spanish. And yet he managed to find ME.

There have been times when I would be sitting in a Starbucks and on several occasions, when a crazy person walked in (a very obviously crazy person, such as someone who appeared to be Schizophrenic), that person just zoomed in on me!

Tom says it's because I have an emanating, loving personality, or something like that. I say it's because I'm almost crazy myself. I think crazy recognizes crazy.

2 comments:

Christine said...

I agree, crazy recognizes crazy.

chocolate and whine said...

Is this why we all get along so well?

Wait... what???


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