The Return of Joe Bob

Remember this guy? he's baaaaa-aaaack! (cue horror movie music) 

It's been a minute since our last encounter and I'm thinking he probably got the point after his attempt at courtship failed. As my Dad would say though, "You can't think, you gotta know!" Well, now I do....too well in fact.


ME & JOE BOB: polite chit chat (good morning, cold out here, just going to work, etc.)
JOE BOB: You have a cute little pug nose.
ME: thanks? (really seriously again?!)
JOE BOB: I love little pug noses. You got a boyfriend?
ME: No (Completely stunned by this unpleasant deja vu)
JOE BOB: I better watch myself, right? You know, I get turned on by pug noses
ME: Sir, I am not interested. That is enough (WTH!?!?!?! Someone get this man a pug nose dog so I can make a quick escape)
JOE BOB: Not interested. Why not? I could make you interested. I know how to do that- I can fix TV's if their broken and I'm a very smart person.
ME: (Silence, trying to stare off into space hoping he will get the hint)
JOE BOB: You got any kids? I have 3 (Yes, I know, we've had this conversation before little guy- and all 3 are older than me)
JOE BOB: You like to cook.
ME: (I was weak and just nodded my head in affirmation trying not to give in, but feeling so rude for ignoring him completely)
JOE BOB: ooooohhhhhh... girl don't tell me that! Do you make biscuits?
ME: (Nodding my head again-negative, trying not to laugh because I was already planning this blog post)
JOE BOB: (20 more uncomfortable minutes of riding the train being "complimented" on my little pug nose, people around were beginning to take notice, why didn't anyone save me?!?!)

Friendly reminder to self: make sure not to get on the later train. It is at a shift change....bad news
Friendly reminder to gals with cute little pug noses: Avoid the Kedzie Pink Line stop in the AM. :)

Points Plus

It's a new year and with it a new go around with Weight Watchers for me.
I re-joined online while eating a Butterfinger this morning. Classy, right? I know.

I'm expecting big things....and you should too. (or small-ER things may be more appropriate)Ask me how it's going so I don't flake out. And do not let me near Butterfingers.