The Self-deluded Prince Charming

An ex-colleague whom I have not heard from called up early in the morning last Saturday. It started with casual talks of the happenings. Then out of the blue, he kinda hemmed-and-hawed, and asked of my impression of him. The conversation goes, and there came a part where he asked if I was ever interested in him. I was glad that I had then managed to maintain my poise and told him no (cos’ I don’t really know him that well) good-naturedly. I even went on justifying my ideals even though he kinda branded me point-blank that I was being conservative.

The retarded neuron signals only passed the current moments after I hanged up, and I started to feel a tad insult. I mean, hello! what was that call suppose to mean? Did he really expect me to say “yes, yes, you were so attractive”? Excuse me, I think I have met more attractive guys, and even if he is that attractive, I do think I have more pride than that! Not that he has ever done anything to at least try melt my heart or something... duh... And yes. I think I deserve better…

The ultimate self-deluded prince charming manifested with mentions of him not thinking I would ever meet any man that would feed my ideals in the company unless the company starts employing some really eligible guys. He probably thought he was the most eligible man I would ever meet.

Hah! Interesting what people think of themselves… Thinking back now, and soaking in some sense of humor, I should think such people are intriguing in their own ways...
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