It's a Daily Thing

So, I have decided to do a more uplifting post because as my dad so kindly pointed out, I seem depressed based upon my last 2 entries.  To be clear--I'm not depressed, I really do enjoy my job, and I write about things that make a lasting impression on me.  Also, I choose not to use guests real names because it's a privacy thing....you understand.  Personally, if I had issues to this caliber, I would probably change my name to Scarlet (as in Ms. Scarlet from Clue).

Anyways, I have yet to speak of my numerous fellas at Nativity House.  They are all different and have different approaches to how they either ask me to play cards, ask out on dates, or propose.  It's a daily occurrence and it never ceases to amaze me of the audacity these guys muster up.  I will tell you about some of my favorites (in a couple of posts) and change their names, so it will make things a little more personal...sort of.


I should probably start with my very first proposal, James.  It's pretty funny because I call this man James when I speak to him.  It's not his real name, but for some reason he likes me to call him that.  My guesses are it's either his alter ego or it makes him feel debonaire, but really I have no idea.  He is a bit of an addict as well as felon (for which he claims his innocence), but that doesn't stop him from trying.  He told me that he is currently supporting his kids, 4 girlfriends (one is in jail), and his boyfriend, BUT I am truly the one for him.  His proposal (the first time) went something like this...

James (sitting at a table): "You should be my wife.  I've looked all around the shelter and the streets at the women and I like you best. We can get married, move back to your town, and I know you can clean me up.  Plus, you'll have one of the baddest names around and nobody will mess with you.  


Me: "Really?  James, that was one of the worst proposals I've ever heard.  No, I will not marry you. Go marry one of your girlfriends."

James doesn't even look defeated and his buddies all laugh.  We then proceed to play cribbage and he later tells everyone about our engagement.  A couple of days later, he proposes again but this time gets down on one knee and calls me Jennifer instead of Rachel.  You may have guessed, but James also gets shut down for this one.

Following James comes Frank.  Frank is this crazy old guy that floats around Nativity House.  I am pretty sure he's usually drunk, but he does this weird fairy kind of walk/prance.  It's hard to describe and entertaining to watch.  Anyways, here is the scenario for when Frank asked me to marry him.

I am sitting at a table eating lunch when Frank comes up and says, "Rachel, so when we gonna get married?"


Me: "I never said that I was gonna marry you, so get outta here." 


Frank keeps on pushing until one of my bosses (who was sitting at the next table) says, "Frank, go away and leave that child alone."


Frank: "But, Ms. Paulette we're gonna get married."


Paulette: "Leave that girl alone.  She doesn't want your old and crusty self, so leave her alone and go away."


Ha Ha Ha...poor Frank.  I wish I could say that he learned his lesson, but he still likes to pester me every time that he comes through the door.  More stories to come...