Saturday, June 20, 2009
"Do you work out?"
Even though I do not spend a lot of time in the gym or really enjoy going all that much, I do enjoy the result of it. Like everyone, I really enjoy being complemented on my body. However yesterday at the library I sat down to read and then shortly after I had someone ask me if I worked out. Normally I would be very flattered. Normally I would expect it to come from a girl though. Yep, you read that right. Some guy (probably about my age, black) asked me that. Then he told me that I had "like, the perfect body" and that he wanted his to look like that. I kinda laughed and went back to reading. A few more minutes pass and he starts talking to me about hte book I was reading, Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens. Anyways, he talked to me for the next forty-five minutes about Dickens, other literature, what sign I was, me mentioning several times that I had ex-GIRLfriends and me not drinking. The conversation finally concluded at five, though I am unsure if it was because the library was closing or because I threw out the Mormon card. Whatever the reason, I was happy it was over. Not that it was bad conversation or really that uncomfortable, but having a guy flirt with me for that long was, well, not what I went to the library for.