He stared at me like I'd just hit him with something for a few seconds, and looked away, looked at me again, and walked off. The next time I saw him hat night he was making out with some chick.
So way early I'd come in there he asked if I'd draw him a new logo for the bar. Told me what he wanted. Said he'd pay me. I said I could, but I couldn't tell him when. I draw at his bar a lot. So do other people. I kind of encourage it of them, I dig it. Anyway, these night go on, sometimes he is kissig women, sometimes there is no one around and we talk, sometimes he is kissing me. I let it be known in quiet ways I don't like him kissing other women, but I'ven ever outright said I hate it, or told him to stop. I know better. For whatever reason it hasn't kept me from going back in there just to be around him.
One night we have a good talk. I tell him he is empty. He says no. He tells me he likes me. Says if it were not true I would not say it, I would not. He says yes, he plays, but he does not fuck. He says I am different, I am awesome. Yes, he likes me. Bades me come in tomorrow, and I tell him he says this always and then the next day he doesn't care. He says he wants to see me tomorrow. I tell him I don't have the cash to drink. He says it again, and then later I am at the door and he says it again. So I finally say OK. When I come in again he is again indifferent. But, he paid for my beer all night.
The next time I came in he was not there, and I wasn't meaning to stay, so I gave his staff the money for the beer he paid for, and they said he would be in later. I told them I might be, but I didn't know, just give the money to him. I did come in later and he was busy, at the end of the night I am talking to one of the regulars and I go to say goodbye to the owner, who is behind the bar. He says do you have a t shirt yet? I say no. He tosses me one. I am thinking it is an extra or something, I look at the size, and it is a lady's size. It slowly dawns on me that he had gone back and gotten a shirt for ME, specifically. The value of the shirt being about the same as the money I had given him for the beer.
The week before Christmas I go in, there are some people in there, regulars, and I give him the first of two gifts. It's a compilation of the good art I've made, and the patrons of the bar had made, since June,since I started coming in there. He said he didn't deserve it. Looked at it, passed it around to everyone and then said it was a cool present
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Nov 01, 2012Comments: 0 · Posts: 473 · Topics: 64
@ CreepyPant, if you had a friend or knew a couple in a relationship like that would you have a word or is it not your business?
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Hey Kraft...what's up with you posting this pic on everyone's thread? Got issues today?
a cool present. Thanked me. 20 minutes later he thanked me again. And then again. Then he asked if I was ready for a big kiss from him. And I said, now? He says, yes. And walks off to the back room. As do I. I got a proper thank-you.
Later on that night he is talking to me about his life philosophy, asking what I think about family, telling a little but asking of me, I reveal a bit more about me than he did ( I didn't catch this until the next day) and he said no one has ever given him such a present. He said he would love to be in a relationship, with a girl like me. Spilled my beer reaching for my hand after he said it. I told him, he did not want to because he had been through so much bullshit. And he looked sharp up at me and said yes, how do you know this. I hate you. ..No I don't. This happened several times. I gave him his second gift, which was the logo he asked for months ago. A black and white, but it had taken time. He looked like he was going to cry. He really did. He said nothing for a while, and I walked around to give him a hug, or something, because he did look like he was about to lose it. He met me halfway and gave me a big kiss, a hug. Told me I was so different, I was awesome, he was not even expecting someone like me. I told him he is different to me as well (and he is) that is is special to me. He echoed I am special to him. We talked a bit more, that was that.
I go in the next time, he comes around and gives me a big hug hello. A kiss on the cheek. Talks to me for a time keeps his arm around me. Late that night though he is pursuing another woman, and I leave early. And he has my hand and asks why? And I look at him for a few seconds then I have to look away, and I look back and just say, I want to go. He kisses my hand goodbye and I go. The next time I come in, same thing. he is friendly to me, says hello, but toward the night's end he kisses another woman. I just go. I say nothing, I am not curt or rude but I leave..cause it sucks to be around.
At New Year's, I had unfortunately acquired 4 or 5 fans at closing, and they were waiting for me to leave so they could either just say good bye or see if I wanted to hang out. One of them would not take the hint and go outside (the rest were outside the door). The owner again said he liked me, but kept saying he wanted to have sex with me. I could help him sexually. I said then what? (Not in a mean way, but matter of fact) Then you go back to playing with your women and I fall
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Your woman choose the bigger guy or something?
Then you go back to playing with your women and I fall for you more than I have already fallen. He stood up straight and looked at me when I said that, but he said nothing. He made another reference, I just gave him a hug, kind of dodged his kiss and left.
The last time I went in, this is why I write, cause it'd just gone odd. He has a very good friend (guy friend) who I have kind of as well become friends with. His friend is also one to play with women, except his friend still has casual sex a lot. So this friend comes in, usually sits and talks by me, but this night he just said hey, and went straight for this woman at the other end of the bar. Talks the girl up and within minutes I see them outside and he is hard-core flirting with her. I remark to the owner, he works fast! (This friend, also, is in his 20s). The owner says, yes, in seconds. I said that's remarkable. Sure enough he leaves with the girl. Some other people come in. This frizzy blonde comes in, the owner talks to her, she has friends who come talk to me, I get them drawing stuff. So she is talking to me and she says she likes to go dancing, she mentions that she is bi. I, being the kind of naive friendly person I am, say I love dancing, and we exchange numbers and make plans to go dancing. The owner then chats her up, in German, in front of me, exchanges numbers with her, in front of me, takes her outside, where I can see, gets really close with her, and just aggressively pursues her. Normally I take his antics as, he is who he is. The whole Mars in Capricorn/mid crises/ death thing. One of these is a contributor at the least. But that night shit it hurt. It felt mean. And I remained smiling and friendly but I put my coat on and left.
Really, I'm madly in love with the guy. But I get it. Pretty sure I understand he's given up on anything serious with a woman, and hell I'd be the same way. I'd like to say I'd stay away, wait for the feelings to go away and then go back to content (I travel a lot, many me say hello, I dissapoint often. But everyone stays at arms length. this guy got to me). So I know better though.. I'll go back. Glutton for punishment I guess. I have no expectation, to be realistic I'm in no place for a relationship but I am absolutely enamored. And clueless as to what he feels/wants/ etc. lol. typical eh?
I would love to hear the forums thoughts on this?
Thanks