Thou Shalt Not Hit on Me....at Church!

Remember that popular 80's song by Cherelle, "I didn't mean to turn you on?" I remember the video was based on King Kong and showed clips of Cherelle on the Empire State Bldg running from the giant ape. I suppose her previous act of kindness mislead the ape to think she had interest in him.

That song popped into my mind---and I do believe I started humming it ---when a guy at church sneakily, stealthily hit on me!

So, I was sitting in church minding my own business ("cause that's what I do") when an older lady sits next to me and says she's saving a seat for her son. I am familiar with the lady from church but did not know her son. Her son shows up and sits next to me. He starts off with the regular perfunctory chatter...... "you come here often (just kidding!!)? How long you been a member? This guy is great isn't he?"

Then it moved on to talking about work. I can't recall how we started talking about work but he explained to me that he was an I.T Executive (not sure what that means) and I offered that I work in HR. Well of course everyone wants to give you their resume or want you to hook their friend up with a job once you tell them you work in Human Resources. He was no exception. He said that he worked at an engineering firm and wanted to pass along his resume. So I gave him my business card and as soon as he took possession of my card he flipped the script on me!

He began asking me questions like, Where do you live? Do you have any kids? Are you coming to the Singles Retreat? Are you married? I'll give you a call just as soon as I get home.

I explained to him that I'd given him my work number and do you know he had the nerve to ask for my personal number? Said that he could help me fix my laptop trouble (I clearly talk too much and forgot that in the interest of passing the time I started talking I.T. with him). I told him that he could phone me at work and send the resume and I'd pass it along.

Finally church begins and one of my girlfriends arrives and takes a seat next to me. I whisper to her that the guy is a weirdo and she says, "yeah I know. He hit on me last week."

What!! He didn't even have the courtesy to hit on only me???? I'm just a number??? The dirty bastard!!! THE END