"Hi Curiosa! This is Guy from the Office who Hath Not a Clue About Anything Involving Interaction with Other Human Beings."
"I thought I'd call and see if you wanted to have breakfast sometime. Maybe in my apartment. Or we could go somewhere else. But we could have a lovely breakfast in my apartment. "
(We live about three blocks away from each other. Last time he asked me if I wanted to go to the movies OR to see his apartment. He seems bound and determined to get me in that apartment. About as bound and determined as I am that I am NOT going to see his apartment. Ever.)
Damn, I was hoping the ducking and dodging date-avoidance method that I've been employing the last three years would continue to work for me. And how the hell did he get my phone number?? Oh yeah, it's on my email footer. Damn IT!
"Uhhhhh, uhhhhh. Uhhhhhh-huhhhhh...Oh, really?"
For once in my life, I was speechless. The problem with this situation is that it's not entirely clear that he's fishing for a date, it could also be the case of trying to socialize with a colleague. Expect for the fact that I already socialize with the colleagues with whom I would actually want to socialize. And although I have to work with him, he's not someone I even want to be friends with, let alone go on some strange excursion to see his apartment.
I've done just about everything I can short of just being really rude (or beating him with a fermented herring). I haven't been completely direct for the very simple fact his that he is a colleague and I also have a very hard time being "not nice" to someone I see on a regular basis.
This time I saved his mobile number in my phone. So next time there will be no surprise attacks. Next time I know NOT to answer.