Gaydar?

Today is a bit slow so my post will be short.. and not all that interesting.

Well, let's just say "not interesting at all" which is probably closer to the truth.

A few hours ago, I went over to get some Chinese food.

From across the parking lot, I heard a familiar voice and looked over to see Mel, an old friend.

I was happy to see him. Really. He's an interesting guy. Construction worker. Lean. Strong. Looks a lot like Seal, especially since he shaved his head.

We shot the breeze for a few minutes and he said, "Are you ever going to take me up on the massage I offered you?"

"I'm not there anymore, Mel. Just pretend I'm not even a woman."

This has been serious with me lately. I don't even want men looking at me and thinking... hmm... possible?

I want to be free of that. I want friends. Period.

"Well, it's kinda hard to do that, Chay-nee."

"Chah-nee."

"Oh. So what's up with you?"

"I didn't mean to offend you. I just don't want that dynamic in my life right now."

"You didn't offend me. I know all about you. It's okay. Not a problem."

"Know about me?"

"Yeah. I know you bat for the other team."

"What?" (shocked)

"Yeah, man. I thought you were gay."

"Well, okay. If you think that, I'll take the massage."

"Good girl. Let's go eat. "

"Okay."

Why didn't I think of that excuse before? :)



Peace,


~Chani