Monday, March 2, 2009

I would, but I already have an imaginary boyfriend.

My second year as a lifeguard (I was 16 at this point) I had a mild flirtation with "Mack." (Only because I can't remember his name). Anyway, Mack was a student at a Naval prep academy, and this was his last summer of freedom before he enlisted. There was nothing noticeably wrong with him, and despite learning he had a girlfriend, I still enjoyed the innocent flirting. I just knew enough to expect nothing out of it.

Well, Mack realized that he would soon no longer be available to his girlfriend, so he broke up with her. Since I knew he would be leaving soon, I decided not to pursue anything after the break up. Apparently Mack had other ideas. Mack was a member of that fun breed (of both men and women) that cannot fathom the idea of not being in a relationship. Two weeks before his last day, Mack approached me and asked if I would be his temporary girlfriend. While flattered, I politely declined.

Moral of the Story:
You can have temporary living situations, temporary jobs, but a temporary girlfriend may as well be dubbed an escort. At least then she can demand pay.

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