Why do I attract inappropriate conversation? Am I a magnet for this type of thing? I recently thwarted off a creepy man but have somehow found myself in the midst of another one. I don’t get it.
I was sitting at my desk, minding my own business, watching Jake at day care. This man, who I just met last week, comes into my cube and starts pointing out all the violations of a camera at a day care. I, of course, put up an argument. If you’re a parent and don’t like the fact that other people can see your kid while at day care, then go to a day care that doesn’t have a camera. Our day care has been awesome and such a relief. And, personally, I don’t even watch the other kids unless they’re interacting with Jake. Anyway, this man starts inquiring about why I chose the day care with the camera. I summarized my experience with the last day care. He then asked me, “do you live in fear?” Uh, no! But when I see my child being neglected, I get pissed. The conversation went from day care to religion. He repeatedly kept asking me what my religious background is. Three times I said, “I have a religious background, but let’s just say I don’t currently practice.” Any normal person would have clued in that I didn’t want to talk about it, right? “Your eyes tell on you,” he said. He kept pressuring me to answer him, and I crumbled. I was giving very vague information but he kept prying.
I explained that my relationship with God is between myself and God and not anyone else. Again, he kept talking about it. I told him that I don’t go to church because I don’t like being hounded by people about where I’ve been or what I’ve been doing. I kept thinking my words would somehow make him realize that this wasn’t something I cared to discuss. WRONG. It just kept opening doors for him. This man started preaching to me. “The devil pries your heart open with a crow bar. God knocks gently and waits for you to let him in. Can you hear God knocking?” WHAT? I can hear myself knocking on the door of the crazy home.
Yes, I believe in God. Yes, I admit I have issues with church. How is this the business of some random person? What about me said, “please, help me find the way to God?” How did it so quickly turn from a day care paranoia to a Bible banging session?
I don’t want another creepy person. It seems before I realize boundaries have to be set with certain people, they’ve already crossed the line. I don’t know what this guy does or who he is. Does he have any say in my job? I don’t know. I was just trying to be nice. I don’t want to be rude to people…especially if I don’t know how they affect my job. But, come on people. It’s like certain people forget to bring their filters.
I guess I have to realize that, with some people, I have to be very blunt. I just have a hard time picking those people out before it’s too late. I let people cross a line and then feel like I’m trapped to continue on. I don’t want to be ugly to people. I guess I feel like being blunt can sometimes be construed as being ugly.
2 comments:
Ewwww? What a freaking weirdo. Jesus was not about shoving your own opinions down everyone's throat. "Can you hear God knocking?" What the flock?! That dude needs some medication. Or maybe he needs to go back to that harassment course they send you to upon employment.
"You are making me uncomfortable. Please excuse me." Then exit toward the bathroom, cell phone in hand... or maybe toward a buddy's place.
People in assault women in this manner should be drug out into the street and shot.
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