My birthday came and went without fanfare. Every year I say I want, no, I demand fanfare, and every year my birthday quietly comes and goes. I would have liked a cocktail party or a bottle of wine though.
That older man finally got the message I am not interested in him romantically. He spent nine days aggressively pursuing me by buying Belle cheese, cookies, crackers, juice and yogurt. He even bought me a jug of wine. All that ended when I offered platonic friendship instead.
I also offered to help him see through an alleged wrongdoing acted against him. I even gave him a tarot reading. Being from Haiti, he said I wasn't as good a reader as those found in his county. He offered to take me to Haiti to learn. No thanks. We're better off forgetting the whole thing.