After getting out of work nearly 2 hours late, I got home and told him to steer clear. He asked how I was, I said bad day, fairwarning, steer clear! He laughed. Then he told me about his friends coming by tomorrow at 4 to take him to a party in the neighborhood. Thought I should know (why!?!?!).
On a good note, I did find parking on my block - yay!
Yay!
Did he, in fact, steer clear after the party thing? (I think he might have been saying "see, friends! I am developing a semblance of a life and won't be so woefully dependent on you anymore... this is good!")
He did steer clear. I closed my self in my bedroom and he didn't do any talking outside my door. He even left without saying goodnight (I figure he thought I was sleeping).
I think I just put my finger on it. Living with him is like being an employee in the fictional setting of The Office. I haven't seen the US version, I'm refering to the British version. Imagine you are a real employee in a real office just like that one. Imagine trying to explain why it's so uncomfortable and weird. It would be hard to explain to someone who wasn't familiar with your workplace.
yep, that's what it is. interacting with Roommate #3 you don't know whether to laugh, or cry or strangle him first.
When he came home tonight, D and I were ina pretty serious and deep chat about stuff and he came into the bubble and said, laughing, "whoa, this sounds serious." It is. Any math invovled? Uh, no. He left, saying goodnight, and returned in a half hour. He asked, with pen and paper, when our birthdays were. When we told him, his eyes popped. He is a gemini and I am a capricorn - we don't get along, generally. D is a sign that gets along with me, I know, but I am not sure how taurus is supposed to get along with geminis. Then he read our palms. He was reaching out and we all had .... fun..... mostly.
I think I'd chase that guy out of my own damn bubble, with great persistence but with no hard feelings.
It's an underappreciated talent.
Oh, I totally get what you guys have been talking about, throughout. Another person with housemate experience. He reminds me most of the one who lived acrosss the hall from me and thought nothing of just coming into my room whenever the door wasn't locked (I couldn't hear knocking) and planting himself there and wanting to talk -- one wants to be un-bitchy so one starts with hints, and then it takes a while to learn that hints DO NOT WORK and then one escalates things.
He and I eventually became friends, but I had to be way more mean than I was comfortable with to get him the hell OUT.
Pdawg - share with us your secrets, maestro!
Soz, we are learning and so, it appears, is he. Maybe.
I think knowing he's a gemini makes things worse, in a sense. Geminis can be veeerrrry sensitive.
yeah, last night was alright. i guess we should just drink heavily every night and then it will be easier. that's gonna get expensive though.
We weren't drinking heavily!!! I only had 2 beers.
littlek wrote:Pdawg - share with us your secrets, maestro!
Soz, we are learning and so, it appears, is he. Maybe.
Well, it may be too late. You have to show complete disinterest the moment it becomes apparent there's going to be an issue. If you politely feign interest initially and then later withdraw that interest, it can be seen as a sort of betrayal (especially to folks with no appreciation of boundaries). But if it's obvious from the beginning that you want nothing to do with the person...
And make sure that they don't want anything to do with you. Maintain poor personal habits, mumble incoherently a lot, speak up only to say things that are offensive or unintelligible. Think one step this side of drunk hobo.
I have shown disinterest, more or less. I feel like I have been tolerant, certainly not interested. It is too late for the hobo concept..... hmm.
Oh lord, how many more months?
I'm gonna have to kill him! With his diggeridoo, or whatever is that wretched thing of his.
Oh, I love those things! I mean, if it's one of these things, that is...
What a cool roommate you guys must have!
<snicker>
that is precisely it. we have agreed with littlek that it sounds like a dying cow.
so, we are to have a dinner with a digeridoo competition, and apparently both of us must be present. what fun that will be...
