Call Me Miss. Oblivious

Mix intimidating and oblivious and you get me…

So I’m the type of chick that stays to her self and is dumbfounded when it comes to the opposite sex getting my attention… unless he blatantly states that he is trying to get to know me or someone else point its out…

I’ve never really been the type to harp on every word that a guy states to me unless I of course have a crush on him, which doesn’t happen to often.

I bring this all up after an “encounter” at Bruegger’s Bagels this morning before heading to work. Attempting to wean myself off my daily cheddar spinach meatless omelet on a softwich, I hurried in and grabbed a Naked blue machine. Not wanting to skip the person ahead of me, I wait a little while behind him and noticed that the cashier waved high to me, so I of course wave back to him. He then beckons to me that he is ready to take my payment. I explain to him that I was not trying to skip the person ahead of me as he proceeds to ring me up. So anyway, said cashier then starts up a conversation about his favorite Naked flavors, Strawberry and Mighty Mango and blah blah…as the short conversation continues. Mind you despite this conversation, I’ve been going to Bruegger’s before going into work for like forever, and this particular cashier is definitely not new, cause he has rung me up time and time again, so what’s new? I definitely do not know and hate reading in between lines… but it really messes with me…

This brings me to another incident involving what I now call a male friend of mine. On a random trip to Knoxville, Tenn., in May of last year, then a friend of a friend, I noticed said brother was hella sexy, as a close male friend of mine took a picture of him next to a statue. I brushed off my sudden discovery of his basketball like physique and sexy arms and kept it moving. Fast forward to August/September of that same year, I brought a new laptop for school and was having some issues with it. Recalling that he was a computer techie, I automatically called him. When he picked up the phone, his exact words were, “Are you trying to come see me?” before I could even state what the purpose of my call was for…My reaction was like “argh”! From then on, I picked up a little on homeboi making subtle suggestive comments toward me. However, I wasn’t too sure about his subtlety until a member of our poetry troupe, picked up on it also whispering in my ear one day that she could feel the sexual tension between us. Yea, my reaction was like OMG! I died with uncontrollable laughter, at her statement. In addition, what makes it even worse is that our friend that went to Tennessee with us also made a comment about the tension between us. Not to get too detailed but he and I were flirtatious for quite bit of time until January of this year to be honest, but no one blatantly admitted that they had a crush on each other though the signs were there and I in so many words stated that I was digging him.

But long story short the flirting and games got old and I couldn’t compete with the pretty brown eyed-fair complexion-dripping with sexiness-girl who it was DEFINITELY confirmed that he was digging compared to my kinky haired-plain Jane-but cute girl next door demeanor. So needless to say all texting and communication was cut short as I knew that I would end up with the short end of the stick.

My whole point is to state that I’d rather be oblivious to the opposite sex and just not notice unless he blatantly puts everything on the table. I don’t have time to read in between the lines and try to figure out what is someone may be trying to say…just spit out already I don’t bite…right???