Between the visit back home to the Ozarks and the first visit with family and friends from the Ozarks, I had my first official encounter with “The Whistler”. If you remember I posted a blog where I talked about my interesting and fascinating neighbors. All I can say is this, be careful of your own thoughts and letting your imagination get away with itself when peering into the lives of others.
I found out the upstairs neighbor wasn’t a superhero, and definitely wasn’t “The Flash” to my disappointment. He was actually two grown men and two children who have grown increasingly louder as they’ve been practicing their MMA skills and performing WWF wrestling in their living room; which has been drawing large crowds and camera crews. (Not really, but they are pretty noisy.)
The married couple across the sidewalk who have a VanGogh hanging in their dining room caught me one happy evening where I hadn’t been to the gym and decided I was going to dance to Beyonce. Lets just say, one of them looked over toward my direction and quickly turned away. Maybe it was the green tank top I was wearing?
Then came the encounter with “The Whistler”. As you know from the past blog, I started seeing one of my guy friends in a different light. Since the visit in June we had been texting more frequently, flirting through text and eventually wound up talking on the phone most nights. We hadn’t really confirmed we were dating, which made things uncomfortable for me when the upcoming situation happened.
The scene starts when I pull into my parking spot at the apartment complex. I saw my neighbor going into his apartment building. After turning my car off I started walking up the sidewalk to my complex. Halfway up the sidewalk I hear, “HEY!” I turn around to see my neighbor. “Hey.” I said loudly back then turned around to walk in my complex. Next thing I know he’s walking up to me on the sidewalk when I kind of panic and continue walking. “HEY!” he said, “HEY! YOU’RE CUTE!” I turned around again, “Thank you.” I said and continued to walk.
“HEY!”
“Hi…”
“You’re cute”
All I could think was, “Really? You’re going to say that again?” Again I said, “Thank you.” He observed my shirt had The Beatles on it. After his keene observation skills kicked in he said, “Why The Beatles? Why not The Who? I like The Who! Don’t you like The Who?”
My brain was saying, “SLOW DOWN!” However, what I said instead was, “I like The Who, they’re cool too but I like The Beatles…” and before I could get anything else out…
“Hey you’re cute…”
“Thanks”
“Why are you backing up? Do I smell or something?”
“No, but I probably do, I just got back from the gym.”
Then he quickly put out his hand…SIDEWAYS with his head tilted to the same side and proudly told me his name. I shook his hand and gave him an unimpressed or unamused look. Then without skipping a beat…
“I live right over there” (At this time he then points to the only place he could possibly live…again master of obvious.)
“Yeah I know.”
“You’re cute…what’s the matter? You gotta boyfriend or something?”
“Uuuuuuh…uh… sort of…” I stammered.
You see, I have this problem with lying. It’s very hard for me to lie, even when it’s something of this nature.
“Oh…O.K….well,” he said as he began to back away. I then told him it was something that happened recently. He then looked directly at me as he was finally heading back to his apartment, “I’ll ask again in a month or so.” I then uncomfortably told him it was nice to meet him and quickly made my way into my apartment to call my guy friend.
“Hello?” my friend said.
“Yeah…something weird just kind of happened and I kind of fibbed and told someone I had a boyfriend so I really hope you don’t mind that I said we were dating…”
“It’s O.K.”
At this point I was surprised he hadn’t hung up and started running down the street.
“You’re not running?”
“No…in fact something similar happened to me tonight!”
My guy friend had a similar run in with a neighbor girl. As it turns out he almost had to tell her he had a girlfriend so she would leave him alone!
To this day, neither of our neighbors have bothered to venture out to find us and ask us out again.
What awkward situations have you been stuck in where you had to tell a fib? Was it to protect yourself or someone else?
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I have been in awkward situations like you described above and I fibbed for self protection/ preservation . When the “wierdo” alert goes off I think it’s ok to fib because really you aren’t hurting anyone. I think your neighbor deserves a new moniker along the lines of “Captain Obvious”. I’d have been checking over my shoulder for a few weeks.
Does allowing yourself to be used as an alibi so someone can be somewhere else (not with you) count as this kind of a fib?
Hee hee hee! Yeah, I definitely was looking over my shoulder and walking a different route to avoid any contact with this neighbor! To clarify, what do you mean specifically by your question? It depends on the situation, but by the wording I’m guessing its like that Saturday Night Live skit with John Lovitz where he’s the pathological liar? Where he’s always making up excuses for why he wasn’t where he said he was? If I’m reading your question right…yes? You’re saying, the person is claiming they were with you, but really they were elsewhere and you are in on the fib?
Or are you more referencing the times in high school where your friend would tell their parents they were staying the night at your place, you told your parents you were staying the night at the friends house? Is it that sort of thing?
I was referencing where they claim they were with you but really they are elsewhere and I am in on the fib.
My latest “awkward moment” was when I ran into this guy I went out on a horrible blind date with. I was at my exchange son’s soccer game and I was sitting by another “soccer mom” which turned out to be his sister (awkward!). He said “Don’t I know you?” I fibbed and said “nope must have me confused with someone else” then I made sure to avoid eye contact with him at every following game. So I fibbed but I think it was necessary.
WOW! You weren’t kidding when you said you needed to fib! WOW! Yeah, this would definitely DEFINITELY be a situation to fib in! As for the other, I’m not sure? If it was like the the “awkward moment” you listed, then YES! LOL! WOW! Aaaaaawwwwwwkward! Hopefully your situation has since been alleviated!