Wednesday, August 6 The Mayor Makes a Move

The Mayor made his move. I repeat The Mayor made his move. So hanging out in group settings with The Mayor has been cool cuz he is a really nice guy but in the back of my mind there was a nagging suspicion that this wasn’t it. That he may have something more up his sleeve. My hope was that he just wanted to be friends and had no other interest in me. Well my hope was deferred and it makes my heart sick. I have absolutely no interest in The Mayor. At all. Actually after the year I had I have no interest in dating for a long long time. Makes me gag. If I was going to date he wouldn’t even make the waiting list. There is actually only one person who would make that list at this time.

It was so fun while it lasted but I don’t know if I can hang out with him anymore cuz if he tries to make a move he might lose his life. And being that he may potentially be the biggest drugdealer ever I would then lose my life.

This is how this silliness began. Basically in a roundabout punkish way he asked if J was my boyfriend. In my opinion that was the dumbest question to ask since J and I showed no romantic interest in one another. By the way if he was my man why would I have called The Mayor for us to all hang out? Just dumb. You are a 35 year old man. You can’t expect me to believe you thought that. So I said no he wasn’t my boyfriend. You see all this time I thought The Mayor knew I was single and apparently he thought otherwise. Dang. Wish he still thought otherwise. So he goes on to say that he thought I had a boyfriend which is why he hadn’t pressured me to go out to dinner. That word pressure didn’t resonate well with me at all. Negro who do you think you’re going to pressure? I don’t want you! The conversation ended there because I had to go into the subway. To be continued…