Blessed?
Sunday, July 8th, 2007I went to Lake Michigan today to chill and find some piece of mind. The lake was beautiful and offered some relief from the scorching, hot day we were having. When I go to the lake, I’m looking to be alone with my thoughts. That usually works out pretty well and when I have my iPod plugged in, it offers even more privacy. Until today.
Today I’m sitting on the edge of the break wall when some man comes over and asks me what I’m listening to. Who does that? WTF is your problem man? Can you not see that I’m trying to be ALONE here? I politely remove one ear bud and answer his question. Stupid jerk off stands there and talks to me about my iPod for like 5min! UGH!! To make matters worse, he is about mid to late 40’s and totally ‘flirting’ with me. I wanted to jump onto the rocks below. Seriously. He finally got the hint and went back to fishing.
About an hour later I had to run to my car for some provisions and I had to pee like a race horse. I get up and make the hike to the shore. Of course, who do I meet along my way? Yup, the creepy fisherman. GREAT!! This time he asks my name, so I tell him and he lets me know his name is Bob. Well, creepy fisherman, Bob decides to ask me a shit ton of questions and I was about 3 seconds from jumping off the break wall just to make it stop. Yeah, way not cool.
On my way BACK out to the end of the wall I tried to get in with a group of strangers to avoid creepy Bob and it worked. Thank you, God. Didn’t work out so well when I left for good. Oh well, I was a bitch that time and left my ear buds in and kept right on a goin’.
I feel so blessed that every sick, creepy, old man hits on me. Gosh, how did I get so lucky?
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