If you are wondering who the original moron is, well read here
It was a wonderful Saturday yesterday. Hot, sunny, everything required to make you long to get out of the house. So I talked to K to have lunch together, packed my book and decided that afterwards I'd walk a little and stop to read in the Cismigiu park.
We wanted to eat at Pizza Hut as it is the closest to his office, but they were renovating. So we headed to a Turkish restaurant, whish was also closed...Ended up eating at McDonald's again because we did not have time to go somewhere else.
After lunch, I walked K to his office and continued towards Cismigiu. I had a silly, happy smile on my face, as I was enjoying every second of my day. I got to the park and spotted this quite place near the lake, beautiful view and everything.
After about 10 minutes of reading quietly, a guy asks me if the seat next to me is free. Well, there were dozens of other free seats, but as I didn't own the park, I said it was. I went on reading peacefully for another 10 minutes, then it started...
Him: Is your name by any chance Olimpia?
Me: (thinking I could kill myself if I would be called that) No.
Him: And you are not studying Philosophy at the University.
Him: How about a sister called Olimpia?
I started laughing at this point.
Him: Why are you laughing?
Me: Look, I don't have a sister called Olimpia, in fact I have no relatives with this name...
Him: No cousins either...
Another 2 minutes of quietness, I thought he gave up.
Him: What book are you reading:
Him: Can you tell me the name of the book?
I eventually told him.
Him: Yeah, I read it, very nice...
Me: I am trying to do the same thing.
Him: Asked something
Him: Why won't you talk to me?
Me: Look, I am here to read my book. Not to talk. If I wanted to talk to any of my friends I would be someplace else, doing just that.
Him: Yes, but I am trying to make some new friends right now...
Me: I am not interested, ok? I am here to read this book, it's my only day I have time for it. So please let me continue reading.
Him: But can't we reach a compromise?
Me: Yes I could leave, but I'd rather not. I would like to continue what I was doing before you arrived.
Him: saying something about coming with me if I wanted to leave.
At this point I got angry, packed my books and got up to leave.
Him: Could I come with you?
Me (really angry by now): Don't let the devil push you to it!!!
Him, remaining on his seat, blabbering something about how mean I was.
As I was exiting the park, was thinking to find a different spot, it is a big park, anyway. Then I thought he might find me again, so I decided to leave altogether. I wondered around the city a little more and eventually got home. Bought some coffee and orange juice on the way and enjoyed my reading at home...Not my initial plan, but way better, as it turned out.