Monday, January 18, 2010

What about Bob?

Story continued. Bob later on still continued to ask me out. I would always come with lame excuses such as, “Oh its roommate night,” or “Sorry, I’m doing my laundry that day,” or “I’m actually washing my duck.”

But he could not get the hint. Every time he looked at me it made him more sure that I was going to help him multiply and replenish the earth.

Well, I finally just had to tell him the truth. He left me a voice message asking me if I wanted to go out to dinner. It took a lot of courage for me and the help of my roommates to call him and tell him that I wasn’t interested. I dialed his number and said, “Hey Bob, yeah I got your message. I can’t go to dinner with you because I’m just not interested. I think you are a really nice guy, but I don’t want to waste your time. Well, have a nice night. Bye.”

I didn’t even let him get a chance to respond. I was actually quite proud of myself because it was quite hard. But then my phone started vibrating. I looked at my phone and sure enough Bob was calling back! This isn’t supposed to happen! I swear this is not normal! I was freaking out and I answered it and I opened my mouth to say hello but nothing would come out. I was gaping at the phone. I was scared to say anything and then I hung up because I couldn’t force anything out of me. My roommates looked at me as if I were some lunatic.

Then I got a text message from him saying, “Rebecca, I mailed you some flowers from before and you should get them by tomorrow. I was going to ask you to the sweetheart ball. But enjoy the flowers.”


I texted him back saying, “I’m so sorry, I can give you back the flowers and you can ask someone else.”

He texted, “That’s ok. Have a nice night.”

The next day I had a box on my front door with twenty long stemmed roses. They must have cost a fortune. I passed them around and gave them to my roommates and my visiting teachers.

But there is a happy ending to this story. It turns out that the girl that Bob took to the dance ended up marrying him. I am a saint! So pretty much I helped him on his way to his eternal salvation be rejecting him!

So girls, the moral of the story is don’t feel bad for turning down a guy. You will only waste his time and prevent him from finding his eternal companion.

The end.