AWKWARD IS AS AWKWARD DOES

So I find myself in yet another awkward situation that I really don't want to be in. It all started when I got home from school today. There was a man I had never seen before getting his mail (mailboxes are at the main door of the appartment building) when I got home. I said the standard "Hi" and "It's a beautiful day out today", typical passer by small talk. Then he literally started telling me his life story, and he's in his eighties so it was a long story. From when he was a kid on the farm, to going to war, to getting married, all the way until now.

Stuff like this happens to me a lot. For some reason people feel the need to tell me there life story. That's okay I don't mind listening. These people are usually lonely and just want someone to talk to. Today I was a little impatient though because I was expecting a phone call for a job interview, and I really had to take a leak. He just kept talking, must have been at least half an hour. Then the guy who lives across the street came in and kinda broke things up and I was able to skip away.

I got into my appartment and chuckled to myself. Thinking, typical day in the life of me. So I went about my business homework, etc. Then about 8pm tonight I heard a knock at my door. What the? Who could that possibly be? Guess who! Yup, Mr. 80 years old. My appartment was an absolute mess, I had papers, books, dishes, food, laundry everywhere. My unmentionables were in there usually place, hanging on everydoor knob to dry.

He insisted that he come inside because he wanted to ask me something. Great! So he came in and sat down on the only chair not covered in stuff. He said something about it being so perfect that he ran in to me today. He proceeded to ask me if I would go to this dinner with him, he had been given two tickets. I really don't have time because exams are coming up in a couple of weeks.

Turns out this dinner thing is one of those "Learn how you can make thousands of dollars off the internet" deals. Now not only do I not have time, but I also really don't want to go. I desperately wanted to say no, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. He seemed really lonely, and he was telling me how he has gotten these tickets a few times before but never had anyone to go with him. So I said yes. Somehow now I think saying no would have been less painful for me in the long run. I have spent the last two hours trying to figure out how I can get out of this. Anybody have any tips on how to be a jerk?

Then as he was leaving my appartment he is looking around asking me what this and that was, and looking in my bedroom and bathroom and closets. Aaaah! Get out! None of your business. I am really protective of my privacy, especially when it comes to my bedroom.

So now on April 5th I will be sitting through the most boring 3 hours of my life. Hopefully at least the food will be good.