I'm a flirt?
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Wednesday, October 31, 2007, 6:09 PM
You know what annoys me? When people make you feel bad about having done something even though, objectively, you don’t consider what you did inappropriate in any way.
As promised, I went to Basel to see the band play on the twentieth. Mr. T and his friend Ann only stayed for the duration of the concert and then (rudely) went home and left me to hang out with the band, waiting for my ride home. I admit I was glad they deserted me. For one thing, it gave me the chance to talk to Rafe exclusively, and it also put an end to the awkwardness I felt was almost tangible in our trio. Things were looking up, and I had a fun time talking to the guys. When everything was packed into the car and it was time for me to leave, Rafe and I said bye like normal people. There were no plans made to see each other again, I never once batted my eyes or made suggestive remarks, we didn’t even stand closer to each other than was necessary. Was there chemistry? Definitely. But did I behave like a dog in heat? Most certainly not.
So imagine my surprise when Mr. T starts busting my balls a week later, telling me his brother informed him of some obvious flirting that originated from my side, and asking me how I could do so knowing full well Rafe already has a girlfriend. I was perplexed. Yes, I do like Rafe, and hey, if I like someone I don’t feel the shameful need to hide it. After all, we, my friends, are no longer in grade school. That said, I did not make pretty eyes at Rafe. I conversed with him, period. And for crying out loud even if I did flirt, I consider it my right to do so with whomever I damn well please, provided it doesn’t make that person feel uncomfortable. I did nothing wrong. I wish I didn’t value Mr. T’s opinion so much, because what he said to me just won’t get out of my head.
Do you think he’s behaving this way because he’s being put in an awkward situation, stuck between two friends? Or am I suffering from a lapse of sanity and am misinterpreting Rafe’s signals entirely, thinking we’re having a nice virtually flirtatious conversation when IN REALITY he is appalled by me and finds my subtle advances absolutely grotesque? Or could it be that Mr. T’s just… jealous?
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