Jennasis
DIS life goes on
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I'll keep it simple. The father of one of my students called me yesterday...on my cell phone. I do not know how he got my cell phone number. NObody ever calls my cell phone. Anyway, he called because he wanted to discuss his child's progress and possibility for advancement...over coffee. It was the invitation to meet him for coffe that struck me as odd.
There really isn't more to this story. No previous flirtation or gestures in either direction. Is he (a married man) hitting on me (a married woman and he knows it). Or am I being a bit paranoid? I totally do not feel comfortable meeting him "for coffee" or anywhere else. If he'd like to schedule a meeting with me at the barn (I'm his kid's riding instructor) or over the phone, that would be appropriate.
We also recently had to "fire" a company that routinely delivered stuff to our farm because the owner/driver (a man in his upper 60's) had TWICE touched me in an inappropriate way and I am uncomfortable being alone with him should he show up to deliver stuff when DH isn't home. That story is long and bizarre and everyone who I've told it to is 100% with me that creepy guy had to go.
So am I a paranoid loon now, or was dad's invite a bit off?
There really isn't more to this story. No previous flirtation or gestures in either direction. Is he (a married man) hitting on me (a married woman and he knows it). Or am I being a bit paranoid? I totally do not feel comfortable meeting him "for coffee" or anywhere else. If he'd like to schedule a meeting with me at the barn (I'm his kid's riding instructor) or over the phone, that would be appropriate.
We also recently had to "fire" a company that routinely delivered stuff to our farm because the owner/driver (a man in his upper 60's) had TWICE touched me in an inappropriate way and I am uncomfortable being alone with him should he show up to deliver stuff when DH isn't home. That story is long and bizarre and everyone who I've told it to is 100% with me that creepy guy had to go.
So am I a paranoid loon now, or was dad's invite a bit off?
