September 28, 2004
Too Much of a Good Thing
Remember when George the Jockey tried to trick me into going on a date with him to a horse ballet? Yes you do. (I didn't go; long boring story.) Well, I didn't really think he liked me liked me that way, and I was mostly insinuating that possibility for drama's sake (because god knows I don't have enough drama), but it turns out I might have been right on.
Today when I came home from work he was out front barbecuing a large hunk of meat. "Leah, Leah, Leah," he said. "I hope you didn't buy dinner."
"I did," I lied.
"Let me give you some food."
"Well, okay, but just a little." (Refusing to let George give me food never goes over too well, and plus, he makes really good stuff, and plus, I didn't really have any dinner. So yes, I accepted.)
"I'll bring it up when it's ready. With some guacamole and a rose."
Excuse me? Now, I'm not entirely sure he said "rose," but that's what it sounded like and I have yet to find out since he hasn't brought it up yet. So until I find out, I will continue to freak out.
Me: "Okay, thanks, bye."
George the Jockey, noticing my hair: "I don't know about the other boys, but those pigtails do it for me."
EXCUSE ME?! IT? Do IT? For YOU?!
Me: "Heh heh. Thanks."
George the Jockey: "The only thing I'd add is some work boots."
Okay...
"Well, George [the Jockey], I don't have any work boots, so, um, yeah, I have to get upstairs now, so..."
"I'll get you some work boots." And. Then. He. Winked.
"Okaythanksbye," and I'm gone.
Thus ended Part I of Episode II.
p.s. Did I mention he's a jockey? (Well, former jockey.) And I am five-eight and three-quarters? Not only is he half my height but he's twice my age, for cryin' out loud. Ick ick ick.
p.p.s. This plus last night's episode with Nice Young Boy make me think men everywhere are conspiring to make a liar of me.
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Update: No rose. Phew. But my god was the guacamole homemade with more cilantro per square inch than Bush voters in Utah, and boy oh boy was the steak dressed with the finest sauces and so juicy you could literally wring it out between your fingertips and make a nice puddle of delicious meat juice in which to dip some bread!
So, had do you gracefully get rid of this guy? Or do you?
Posted by: violetismycolor at September 28, 2004 09:15 PMWow, that Guac. looks awesome!!! Not bad for a sleazy winking dude!
Posted by: Lindsey at September 29, 2004 05:46 AMDid I not say you'd be deluged with men? Your mojo must be on full blast. 8)
Posted by: gimmy at September 29, 2004 07:00 AM1) Keep eating the food. It looks painfully good.
2) Do NOT, under any circumstances, purchase work boots.
Posted by: treefen at September 29, 2004 08:23 AMPoor George. Poor, unfortunate George.
Posted by: Jeannie at September 29, 2004 08:38 AMI bet he would have won you over with a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios. :-)
Posted by: Texas T-bone at September 29, 2004 03:09 PMi think he would have gotten more out of you in the cereal isle... looks good.
and stay away from the jockeys... they are weird people... i think they have to make up the height with personality...
Posted by: Jeorg at September 29, 2004 03:59 PMThat food looks tasty... er, what's wrong with being twice your age? I believe I'm twice your age or close to it... Although I don't look a day over 1 and 2/3 your age. Plus, I own my own tuxedo!
Posted by: E! at September 30, 2004 01:16 PMGeez that food looks good. You need to create a fictional (or real...) boyfriend so you can keep enjoying the food, minus the heavy flirting.
Posted by: lainey at October 1, 2004 08:08 AMI once went out with a guy for months in large part because he was a great cook. When we broke up, I asked him for his killer marinara sauce recipe.
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So, it's in highly poor taste for someone you don't know to say "told you so" but I sooo told you so. Heehee. Actually, I have a problem with being nice to men even when my creepy alarm is going off, so I've had a George or two following me around. Hope you can get rid of him without feeling guilty!
Posted by: teencake at October 5, 2004 08:14 AM
