*Sigh* Lester, Lester, Lester. Ew. He lives in my neighborhood, goes to my church and can not for the life of him take a hint. He will not leave me alone and it's totally creepy. This guy comes across mildly stalkerish. I'm sure he's a nice guy and I give him points for trying but he is fighting a loosing battle. I'm flattered that he's interested, really I am, but every encounter I have with him is... well for lack of a better word awkward. There are many stories and I don't want to share them all now but we'll start from the beginning. Bangles and I were walking home from a church activity and Lester catches up with us and starts to make casual conversation. At this point I did not yet know of his creepiness so I was alright with just chatting with him. But then as we near his apartment he insist (rather eagerly) that we come inside for a slice of his homemade bread. He would not take no for an answer and so reluctantly Bangles and I go in. The bread was alright, my grandma makes it better, but the overall atmosphere there was so uncomfortable. Trust me we did not stay long. We got out as soon as we could. Later on Bangles informed me that he did not say two words to her and he only had eyes for me, something that I had not noticed at the time but now it makes perfect sense. This man is creepy and I get the willies every time he is mentioned. Well that is all I have for this installment, but never fear! There are PLENTY of Awkward Lester Encounters to come!
Dearly Yours, Bindi!
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