You Can't Use Me.

Last night I let a co-worker spend the night in my room.

It's not what you thing. I did not succumb to McAbs muscles and take him to bed. I am not like that. Though today I did find out that he wants to be a firefighter, which raised his hotness factor to about an 11. Oh, those arms were made for putting out fires. damn.

Anyway. Remember the whole, hanging out with that girl from Jenn thing. Yeah? I think that might have been a mistake. I am a very nice girl. Most people mistake my niceness for gullibility because: I'm 'from' the south, I'm a little naive, I laugh a lot, and I try to get along with people. For some reason this smells of 'doormat', and I have spent a lifetime running into and avoiding people who want to take advantage of me.

Because of this, I go into relationships hesitantly. I am NOT a people pleaser, but I do like to take care of the people I love. I'm nurturing in that way, sue me. So the other day I get a call from Jenn at 9:30 at night. I think that she is calling because she wants to get drinks or something. But she doesn't.




She is in school and lives in an apartment style dorm. For some reason she assumed her dorm was going to be open during Christmas break. That day at work she came in all excited because she thought she was going to have the apartment all to herself. She made plans to get something to eat, watch a movie, and then lounge. Of course, when she got to her dorm she was shocked to find the whole building locked up. Her dorm was not going to be open during the holidays, she didn't get the memo.



She lives in Brooklyn, but works here in town because she goes to school here. She didn't want to go home because then she wouldn't make any money over the holidays. She thought she could room with another co-worker during the 3 week break. But said co-worker lives with three other people and after a week they were not cool with a free loader in their house. Apparently vegans are very territorial and after a while they were not feeling Jen as a guest in their fabulous apartment who was trying to be affable in order to mask the freeloading.


Said co-worker is a traveler. And she had made plans to spend the last week of her vacation in California. Jenn thought this meant that she could stay in her apartment until she got back. Her vegan roommates were against this, Co-worker was against this, and after pondering this for a while, I am against that plan too. She was given the boot by the friendly vegans, and has spent the better part of the week sleeping on people's couch.

When she called, she wanted to know if she could spend the night in my house (i guess it was my turn). Because you know, I have a place of my 'own' now, a place 'big enough' for two people. She used the excuse 'i feel we are good enough friends for me to ask you'. What could I say? I hate having people in my room. In therapy when I had to draw the house of anxiety, the bedroom was the one place NO ONE was allowed in. The room was located on a floor that only I had access to. And you couldn't get in without direct invitation.

But what was I suppose to do. It's freaking 10 degrees here, and she had a closing and open shift (clopen). I too had a clopen and the idea didn't seem soooo bad because she would just be there to sleep. Right? The whole night I regretted saying yes. But I couldn't make up an excuse after the saying 'yeah why not'.

The actual 'sleepover' was fine and dandy. We got home late, talk about boys, and then passed out to the sound of that damn wind again. When she woke up, she complained that the hard wood floor was uncomfortable (i just moved in!) and that 'co-worker' lived way closer to work than i did.

I was a little annoyed with this, but she left soon after and all was returned to normal. But I think because I let her stay over she believes that she can get me to do other things for her. She works in cafe. She hates the cafe, and we all know it. But she agreed to go up there in light of the managers cross training initiative. Now, she doesn't want to be up there anymore but the managers see no point in bringing her back onto the book floor.

She apparently went to another manager today and complained about being in cafe. The manager said if she could find someone on the book floor to trade places with her than she could get back on the book floor. And guess who she came too because 'we are good enough friends for me to ask you this one favor'. I just stared at her like she was out of her mind. I have made no attempt to EVER train in cafe, and I have only hung out with her twice (including last night).

I may have given her the stank face, I may have told her that there is 'no way in hell' I would ever give up my job on the book floor so she doesn't have to be up there. Then she asked me how sure I was about not being up in cafe. She was like "on a scale from one to te-" But I didn't even let her finish. She was so serious about it, I wanted to stop her before I said something stupid. I believe she had it in her mind that I would agree to change places with her up in cafe. That I could not say no because I am too nice.'You must have gotten the wrong impression' is all I could come up with, but it was marred in snark. Marred in it.

Who does she think she is? I am peeved. So peeved, I want to clean my room of her aura. That ended even before it started. Not to bummed out about that one, but peeved none the less because I believe she tried to manipulate me in order to help herself out.