The crazies of valley forge

So I've been catsitting again all this past week. My home away from home. I've been doing a lot of reading when I'm not working at ABC. I've started the Redemption series by Karen Kingsbury, picked up from the chester county library. I think I saw the books when we went to lancaster and it sparked my interest.

Well, yesterday, being such a beautiful day, I decided to do some reading outdoors at Valley Forge that afternoon. I picked a spot I don't normally venture off to. I went to the statue of the soldier on a horse on the one way path on the outerline part. There is a semi circle for parking around it, but there were no cars and it seemed pretty quiet, plus there was a gorgeous view of a rusty autumn senic view, a breathtaking sight in the midafternoon. I figured I had a couple of hours to kill before the sun would retire for the day, so I threw down a blanket and ploped my self down to lesiurally read a good book in a pretty peaceful environment.
I was able to tune out the cars as they drove past, as well as the ones that drove into the cirle for people to get out and admire the statue or look at the map of valley forge. I even was able to actually tune out the people who felt it necessary to walk up to the statue and take pictures. One older man with a camera decided to say hello and made a little bit of small talk. He took his pictures and left as I paid no mind to him. That didn't bother me so much.

What bothered me a little bit was about 20 minutes later when some 40 something skeezy Indian man pretty much tried to hit on me. He walked right up to me and asked "are you here waiting for your boyfriend?"
No. I replied. Just enjoying the nice weather." I said trying to be polite. Next question he asked, "Are you at least 18?", what?? pause... "uh....yes." I then put my nose back in my book. "I just want to make sure you are old enough for me to talk to." I ignored the comment. He walked past me, I can't remember if it was over to the statue or back to his car. Then he came back over to me and said, "Gee, I'm really hungry. Do you have anything to eat?" "No." I replied with a flat tone without even picking my head up from my book, hoping this wierdo would take a hint. I guess he did evenutally. I can't remember what else he said because I was trying to tune him out as much as I could. He went back to his car and just sat there for probably at least 5 minutes. I think he was watching me the entire time. I started to get a little nervous, and the though crossed my mind, what if he was a crazy person and would try to stalk me or come after me. Then I got stubborn and realized that there were still a lot of people driving by or jogging on the nearby path, so for the most part I was pretty safe. After a while he pulled his car a few spaces in front of mine and I guess got back out again. I finished my chapter and at this point it was a few minutes after 4 so I decided to leave before it started getting too dark and he didn't seem to be anywhere around so I left.
I had to chuckle at myself though...too bad it wasn't a cute and decent guy my own age, my day could have been a little bit more interesting. I may not get any boys who my own age to express any interest in me....but skeezy people over 40 have no problem. But that isn't saying much. And myspace is another one. I don't know why people even bother. Why on earth would someone think that I, with my Christian profile, would want to reply to you when you decribe yourself as someone who loves to flirt with sexy chicks and have half naked women all over your page. Come on people, get a clue!!
Sweet-talk from scary, promicuous, males means nothing to me.