Saturday, May 14, 2011

To lie or not to lie?

Do you ever have those moments where you wish you lied more easily? I was brought up not to lie. In fact I received my last spanking because I lied to my mom. That, however, is another story. There are times that I regret being honest. I experienced one today.
I was at the laundrymat. I had just put my clothes in the washer and sat down when this guy came up to me and started talking to me. I should know that when a stranger approaches and one of the first things he asks is "Are you married or have a boyfriend?" the answer should be "Yes I do." In my case that would be a lie and being the woman my parents taught me to be I said no. This of course he took to mean that I was available and could be possibly interested in me. I realized my mistake when he said, "really no boyfriend." So I quickly regained my feet and said "I have a potnetial in the works." Do I have a possibility, no. But I already missed my chance to get rid of him through entirely dishonest ways so the psuedoly dishonest would have to do. So this guy said that meant that at least he could sit next to me for a chat. He asked me questions and offered hints that were openings for him to ask me out. For example: "with those legs, I bet you're good at dancing." Fortunately he picked dancing and I don't dance well or enjoy it that much so that one was easy to dodge others I ignored, refusing to give him the opening he was looking for. This guy is African American and he tried that angle with "have you ever experienced someone from a different culture." I told him I'd traveled alot and lived in Mexico. He said, "did you date anyone." It took a little dodging to get away from that question. I led him to believe that me and my potential were doing quite well and might be getting more serious. He hinted that we should play basketball at a local park. I mentioned that I was moving. He took that to mean that I was moving away, which was fine with me. I am in fact just moving to a different apartment. Soon after that he conceded defeat and decided to leave.
This whole thing was quite amusing so maybe I do not regret being honest after all. But someday I will learn when a stranger asks me "Are you married? Do you have a boyfriend?" the answer will be "Yes I do. My boyfriends name is... We are very happy together."

6 comments:

  1. Hmm. A predicament. So what name do you plan to put in the ....?

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  2. I didn't put anything in the ... that's why I had a ... instead of choosing a random name.

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  3. Yeah, just so you know, even if you're married that doesn't stop them. All the guys at my work know I'm married, and they continually ask me to go out with them: to go to the park, to make them dinner, to teach them English. One of them even asked me whether or not I like my husband! Today Juan told me that I have stolen his heart forever. I told him that I would let my husband know and he thought that was hilarious! Even if you do have a boyfriend or husband or any significant other, it doesn't work. I think your best bet would be just to hint at lesbianism or something like that. Scare them good! :) Just kidding, but seriously...

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  4. I used to be afraid to go to the laundramat for that very reason. Don't be friendly. Try ignoring a come on. If that doesn't work you can try telling them you're not available and not interested. You can pretend to be with some other woman that is there. You can leave. Your clothes don't matter as much as your safety. Return later to get your things with a friend, preferably a big guy.

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  5. Hmm Andrea, maybe that lesbian thing would work. Mom, he wasn't dangerous. Just interested. I would have done something different if he gave off a dangerous vibe. Plus there were other people around.

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  6. How about saying, and repeating until he gets the message, "I don't give out personal information"
    Valerie

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