It was an interesting ending to my work day today. A coworker was in my office, and I was telling him a story that I had previously shared earlier with my office mate. After he recovered from the shock of what I said, he had me pull down a picture from my bulletin board. I was then prompted to cut someone out of the picture, crumple it up, and throw it in the trash. I missed the trash, which then led to my coworker stepping on the picture before he picked it up and threw it away.
What prompted this, you wonder. It had to do with my twitter and facebook updates from Saturday in which I stated that I had vacuumed at work in a dress and heels the night before, baked cupcakes that morning, and was on my way to tailgate with brisket, beer and Captain Morgan and then the football game. The updates ended with "makes me wonder why I'm still single."
Saturday night, BJ and Paul were joking about a response that they almost wrote. It's a running joke amongst some guy friends.
"It's because you're a 4."
And now the main reason for this entry...
A couple of years ago, my ex-boyfriend and I were still close friends. One night I went out and was approached by a skeevy guy in the bar. The next day I was talking to my ex on the phone and asked him why it was always skeevy guys and never any 'normal' ones. He replied...
"Well, it's because you aren't very attractive. On a scale of 1 to 10, you're a 4. And, guys like girls with a little less meat on their bones."
I cried the entire night. I went to work the next morning with puffy red eyes. Courtney and Derrick actually had me cut the picture up at that time. Months later, the picture returned.
Today I was telling my coworker about my facebook status and BJ and Paul's response, which then led to the "you're a 4 story." My coworker couldn't believe it...nor could he believe I still had his picture on my bulletin board. He wondered how anyone could say something like that - most of all, a person who dated me for almost 5 years (again, I have a knack of finding the assholes). So once again, I was instructed to take the scissors to the picture.
I'm not sure why, but it was hard to crumple his picture. It took me a couple of minutes. It shouldn't have been so hard. We had a falling out back in January (and randomly saw each other at a UT basketball game) and haven't spoken since. I tried to reach out to him randomly, but he never seemed to want to make amends. In September, he appeared in the "People I May Know" section on facebook. I sent him a message and his response was...
"Good luck with everything in your future!"
And now my response is simply,
What prompted this, you wonder. It had to do with my twitter and facebook updates from Saturday in which I stated that I had vacuumed at work in a dress and heels the night before, baked cupcakes that morning, and was on my way to tailgate with brisket, beer and Captain Morgan and then the football game. The updates ended with "makes me wonder why I'm still single."
Saturday night, BJ and Paul were joking about a response that they almost wrote. It's a running joke amongst some guy friends.
"It's because you're a 4."
And now the main reason for this entry...
A couple of years ago, my ex-boyfriend and I were still close friends. One night I went out and was approached by a skeevy guy in the bar. The next day I was talking to my ex on the phone and asked him why it was always skeevy guys and never any 'normal' ones. He replied...
"Well, it's because you aren't very attractive. On a scale of 1 to 10, you're a 4. And, guys like girls with a little less meat on their bones."
I cried the entire night. I went to work the next morning with puffy red eyes. Courtney and Derrick actually had me cut the picture up at that time. Months later, the picture returned.
Today I was telling my coworker about my facebook status and BJ and Paul's response, which then led to the "you're a 4 story." My coworker couldn't believe it...nor could he believe I still had his picture on my bulletin board. He wondered how anyone could say something like that - most of all, a person who dated me for almost 5 years (again, I have a knack of finding the assholes). So once again, I was instructed to take the scissors to the picture.
I'm not sure why, but it was hard to crumple his picture. It took me a couple of minutes. It shouldn't have been so hard. We had a falling out back in January (and randomly saw each other at a UT basketball game) and haven't spoken since. I tried to reach out to him randomly, but he never seemed to want to make amends. In September, he appeared in the "People I May Know" section on facebook. I sent him a message and his response was...
"Good luck with everything in your future!"
And now my response is simply,
"Adios, Amigo!"
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