Today has been a fucked up day literally since my alarm went off at 340 am. Just all kinds of shitty in all facets of my life. The best part was the 3 hour nap I took to avoid life and maybe the taquitos im about to eat, everything else is a shitstorm.
So today I was reading at the park (which, by the way men, is actually not an invitation for you to approach me about what im reading. It in genuinely me reading a book that does not require your input ir approval) and this guy I recognized stopped to talk to me.
Note: I recognize him because one day while shopping he approached me TWICE then didnt get the boyfriend dropping or the forward me saying I dont want to give you my number especially as I am in a relationship. He wouldnt give up so I told him to add me on facebook and when he did I neither approved nor declined his request just left him in awkward facebook limbo.
Anyways after the obligatory intro of commenting on the book I was reading he tried to figure out how he knew me and his first question was “are you a dancer?”. Since this interaction I have been wondering about this question and what it exposes of this person. Is he a regular ballroom dancer? Watch ballet? Or is he a frequent strip club customer and theres a stripper that looks like me much like lily and her doppelganger. Those are some different ends of the spectrum that will tell me a lot about this character.
Guys I look like a ballet stripper.. who appreciates the dying art of reading literature.