The WahDaFuhk factor

The urban dictionary has many definitions for "WTF?!," but my favorite, closest to my point in this post is this one:

"What one would say if some dude wearing tight pink clothes and roller skates was sitting on a bench on 42nd street in the middle of New York."

Basically, following the spirit of "WTF were you thinking?"

My friend Penelope (yeah, not her real name) and I were talking about this earlier today. It seems that this young year 2012 has been full of this strange factor; odd unexpected situations that have left us completely dumbfounded. Strangely so (or not so strangely, given that we are two heterosexuals single female friends), most of them have to do with, yeah, you guessed it, men.

I’ll proceed chronologically.

The first one had to do with a married man I met right after New Year’s at a BBQ in Chile. We talked, we may have flirted (ok, we probably flirted, I am a flirt, he is a flirt, there was chemistry, we flirted), and nothing happened. He offered to walk me to my car, to follow me home. I refused, I said goodbye and left. He emailed a couple of times, I may have not replied. Once back in the US, I received a message asking for my phone number, and 2 minutes later my phone rang. I encountered a somewhat angry (married) man, asking me explanations for not replying to his messages, and for leaving the night of the party (WTF?). He acknowledged the chemistry and declared being attracted to me and wanting to kiss me that night. Apparently he needed to be reminded that he was married and to be explained that the marriage detail would put the kissing or any other type of sexual bodily touching off the table. He still didn’t get it. WTF?

Oh, the wonderful world of online dating and cyberspace, I received a message via OkCupid from someone I used to work with 2-3 years ago who currently is 27 years old (yes, 13 years younger than me). I was never friends with him… I don’t even remember ever talking to him… The message says:

"...I remember you as having a fire that only few others at 'company name' could comprehend and appreciate, and that no one there could conquer. An indomitable spirit perhaps? I think this is very rare and something to treasure. It's so nice to connect with you again."

WTF?! I did not know how to reply or how to interpret this. So, I didn’t.

The cherry on top of the cake (for me) was set by someone who I –barely– know through cycling, married and much older than me. Last Sunday evening, for no good reason and completely unexpectedly I received the following Facebook message:

"You know, I think you are absolutely beautiful. But when I first started tracking your 'common team name' posts, I thought you were uncoordinated and not cut out for racing, always getting hit by cars. I think differently now. I like you a lot, even if we are politically opposed. The old guy, XXXX."

WT-F’ing-F*ck?! I did not know how to reply and have not done it so far. The thing is, as I said, this guy is involved in cycling and in my team (although I don’t remember ever seen him on a bike of any kind), so I am not sure how I’ll react next time I run into him. Yikes. Maybe I’ll get on my bike and go (get) hit (by) a car.