this morning #2176.

this morning, his insistence on giving me a back rub was really rubbing me the wrong way. i was out on the patio trying to stretch the pain of last night’s sleep away when he appeared at the screen door & silently stood there for who knows how long watching me like a freakin’ creep. once i’d noticed him lurking there, he used a few awkward exchanges to offer his unsolicited “expertise.” i gently rejected his proposal with a “thanks but i’ll be fine.” he replied with an “oh ok” but from the sounds of his suppressed sighs, it was obvious that it wasn’t. a minute passed & he gave it another shot. i shot him down again. more forcefully. i don’t care how much my body aches. he had his chance. he’s never laying his hands on me again.