All I want for Christmas is to be UNAPPROACHABLE!

Okay, I've decided that I'm WAY to approachable.

I don't know what it is about me...but...every need-a-ride child, adult, and dog approaches me first!!!

I'm not kidding.

Just the other day I was shooting pictures of a beautiful couple when a boy rode up on his bike and sat himself right there beside me...

I, having this kind of thing more often then you would think, decided to ignore the boy and see if he would go away.

I had NO idea who he was...don't pin me as a CHILD hater...cause I'm not, I'm only a CHILD-ask-stranger-for-a-ride hater...

Anyway, he just sat there, and sat there, and sat there.

I continued to shoot pictures until finally I couldn't stand it anymore.

I turned to him with a grimace of a smile and said, "Did you need something?"

He looks at me and says, "Do you have a dollar? I need to get home and it is WAY to far for me to ride a bike."

Me: "I'm sorry I don't have a dollar." I really didn't, I don't carry cash, I carry that magical plastic thing that plays as money!!!

The COUPLE I was shooting both shook their heads no.

Boy on Bike: "Could you take me?" Maybe it was that I didn't look busy ENOUGH?

Me: "I'm sorry, I'm taking this couple's pictures and won't be done for a while. Sorry."

Boy on Bike: "okay", then proceeds to hunch his shoulders and SLOWLY turn his bike around.

Then I felt like scum...because I REALLY couldn't help him.

But why me? We were at a park area...FULL of people to ask...FULL of potential, not busy and carrying cash, people to ask.

Yet I'm the one he approaches?

Then I'm walking out of Albertson's carrying a BUNCH of groceries when I get surprised by a dirty-tired-in-the-eyes-kinda-scary guy as he asks, "Ma'am, can I ask you for a ride somewhere, my ride can't make it and I need to get somewhere."

I'm alone people...with a BUNCH of groceries

Me: "AAAAAHHHH" with a shaky voice and BIG surprised eyes,"Crap, you scared me!!! Uh...I'm kinda in a hurry...sorry I can't help you."

Scary Guy at Albertson's: "Sorry I scared you, but I REALLY need a ride somewhere, I'll carry your groceries!"

Me: Hoping the trick of not looking them in the eyes will work, (Like it does with the creepy guys handing out Porn in Vegas), "No thanks, I really am in a hurry", then feel a stab of guilt I add, "Good Luck with that". And I scurry off with my head down, hoping beyond hope that he isn't following me, but not wanting to look back so that he isn't suspicious of me thinking he's going to attack me, because I'm TOTALLY judging him on his outward appearance!

Seriously, WHY ME? There were like three other people walking out the doors with me holding maybe a BAG of groceries, but he approaches ME?

If there is a LONE dog in a crowd who has lost their owner, guess who they find to sniff and follow and NEVER LEAVE...that would be ME!

So all I want for Christmas is to be UNAPPROACHABLE!

I would fix my facial features into a mean frown, but my Grandmother says it will cause me to have wrinkles...

DILEMMA...

So any suggestions guys? No suggestion is a BAD suggestion.

Love,

Shelle