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karenhealey) wrote2012-08-28 04:54 pm
karenhealey) wrote2012-08-28 04:54 pm
Milestones
Internets, I just made up a boyfriend who does not exist for the first time.
I realise you're supposed to do this when you're fifteen and all your friends (claim to) have boyfriends/girlfriends/it's complicated and you feel super left out and envious, but I never really felt this was when I was fifteen. So I missed out on that whole cutting pictures out of a magazine and pretending he's at boarding school thing.
But today I was eating awesome souvlaki and the shop owner, who is a very nice man, started getting a leeetle invasive with personal questions, to the point where I felt as if I were auditioning for a part I didn't really want, and for which I had not actually consented to audition. But I also didn't want to go to all the bother and weirdness of refusing the part, and, more crucially, I really like souvlaki. And this is awesome souvlaki! I did not want to risk my souvlaki supply.
So I made up a boyfriend in Christchurch. His name is Steve*! He's a teacher, and I'm moving in with him in January and we're thinking about kids in maybe two or three years. (Now that I think about it, these questions really were getting SUPER invasive).
Anyway! At the age of 31, I have lied about my first invented boyfriend.
I think he likes dogs.
* Of course I stole Captain America's name for my imaginary boyfriend. I mean, who else**?
** "Alec", that's who else. Maybe next time.
I realise you're supposed to do this when you're fifteen and all your friends (claim to) have boyfriends/girlfriends/it's complicated and you feel super left out and envious, but I never really felt this was when I was fifteen. So I missed out on that whole cutting pictures out of a magazine and pretending he's at boarding school thing.
But today I was eating awesome souvlaki and the shop owner, who is a very nice man, started getting a leeetle invasive with personal questions, to the point where I felt as if I were auditioning for a part I didn't really want, and for which I had not actually consented to audition. But I also didn't want to go to all the bother and weirdness of refusing the part, and, more crucially, I really like souvlaki. And this is awesome souvlaki! I did not want to risk my souvlaki supply.
So I made up a boyfriend in Christchurch. His name is Steve*! He's a teacher, and I'm moving in with him in January and we're thinking about kids in maybe two or three years. (Now that I think about it, these questions really were getting SUPER invasive).
Anyway! At the age of 31, I have lied about my first invented boyfriend.
I think he likes dogs.
* Of course I stole Captain America's name for my imaginary boyfriend. I mean, who else**?
** "Alec", that's who else. Maybe next time.