So it's forty-five minutes till we "close" at work and I had one gentleman come in and sit at my bar; Table 5 to be exact. He's never been to the restaurant before so I give him the rundown. Me being me, I sometimes listen in on bits of conversation to keep myself entertained. Though, the only thing I got from their interaction was a series of one uppers and exchanging of age to justify a one upper.
At the end of the night, Mr. Five and I were talking because he engaged me in some conversation. I eventually handed him his check and started to to do my final rounds with everyone else before I began my financials. At least, I thought I was going to begin them.
With a finger, he had called me over to him and began to talk in a quivering tone:
Mr. Five: I have enjoyed my experience here so much and I wanted to thank you.
Asian: Oh, good. I'm glad. (as I nervously and hesitantly respond)
Mr. Five: You know, I've noticed you.
Asian: Really...? (nervously smiling)
Mr. Five: Yes, the way you talk to people. You just have a great way communicating and connecting with people.
Asian: Ha...ha... Well, thank you.
Mr. Five: You're welcome.
At this point in time, it's felt like I've been here for hours, but only five minutes, at most, has passed. The conversation just kept getting worse.
Mr. Five: I like you.
Asian: A-o-oh...!
Mr. Five: There's just something about you that I like. I'm normally not attracted to men, but there's just something different about you.
What's different about me? Are you assuming that I have a different genital part than I perceive to bare?
Asian: Ha...ha...thaaanks.........
Mr. Five: So...would you ever want to...do anything?
I don't know if he noticed, but I'm pretty sure I felt my eyes widened. Which I believe is something you would notice on an Asian considering are slim eye line.
Asian: Um, well, you see, I'm sort of seeing somebody right now.
Mr. Five: Oh well, just so you know, I am a heterosexual. I have been my whole life. (he shows me his wedding ring and points at it) I have a wife and kids back home, but there's just something about you that has me interested in you.
Why? Why is this happening to me?
Asian: ...oh...
Mr. Five: So you're seeing somebody...?
Asian: Yeah, I'm sort of seeing somebody.
Like if saying it the first time wasn't evident enough. Also, it's not like I was lying to him, I am seeing somebody.
Mr. Five: So you wouldn't want to do anything with me?
Asian: Well, I was raised with the idea of monogamy, so that's something I take to heart.
Mr. Five: Oh, well, take this as a compliment. You are a very kind person, with a wonderful smile, and you have great intrapersonal communication. (pretty sure he meant "interpersonal") You really know how to make people feel comfortable and welcomed.
Asian: Thank...you...
Mr. Five: Well, if you ever want to do anything tonight, you know where I'm staying at.
As we said our final goodbyes, I calmly walked back over to my manager and crumbled before her as I explained to her what I just endured.
Lamb: This is what you get. What you get for trying to go after guys that are NOT on your team!
Sometimes, there are some battles people just don't want to be a part of. Friends have told me that I should expand my taste and actually go for guys older than me; they could take care of me, pay for me, and other things. But no. I am not fond of this idea. These are battles I will tactically sneak out of, for the rest of my life. Though, it'll come to the point where I'm too old to even have to try. Till that time comes, bring on the hot, YOUNG, SINGLE, line men. Or rainbow men. Y'know, whichever works. Here's to more hot adventures in the future!
Sincerely,
An Asian
