My evening of work while watching Law & Order SVU was interrupted by a random text from an ex who lives nearby.
Him: "You've seemed so tense/stressed the past couple of times we've talked. Would you like me to help work that out for you?"
Note: We've talked maybe three times in the last two months.
Me: "You're a real pal. Too bad I'm working tonight."
Note: I meant that totally sarcastically. A few months ago we had a lengthy e-mail exchange in which he expressed amorous desires; he then expressed his shock that I'm not interested in hooking up with him now that neither of us are dating anyone. I made my lack of interest very clear.
Him: "So if not for work, you'd be interested?"
Note: He's very persistent.
Me: "Afraid not. We could grab dinner sometime though."
Note: I shouldn't use expressions like "Afraid not." That's my attempt at not being harsh since he got offended when I expressed my disinterest the last time this subject came up.
Him: "My offer was of course strictly plutonic [sic]...there is nothing wrong with a little friendly back rub...."
Me: "How kind of you to worry about me but all is well here."
Yet another time that texting is less awkward than a phone call. Of course, I doubt he'd call up and set himself up for rejection (although he honestly cannot comprehend my disinterest). Texting is easier.
Happy (almost) Friday!! It's going to be an awesome weekend (even if I do have to work).