Be Nice to Cholito

Last December 3, 2004 I wrote this about Cholito:

Cholito Where is Your Pride?
I know this person from school whom my roomie & I have secretly nicknamed "Cholito." Cholito was cool in the beginning of the school year & now he turned touchy-feely on us. Like giving us awkward hugs when we don't need one. And, I'm sorry to say, kisses on the cheek to say goodbye. Yuckiness! Do I look like a girl who needs to be kissed on the freakin' cheek? How do I know he doesn't have herpes? Don't get me wrong though, I love kisses on the cheek from cute guys that I like, but NOT Cholito.
Cholito is about as tall as my roomie Cat & even shorter than her when she wears heels 'cause she says she can see the top of his head when she does. He got his nickname 'cause he's this short guy who used to have these two lines above his lips he called a mustache as if he wanted to be a cholo, but it really didn't work. He wears this real unfashionable fleece pull over jacket with a big white stripe across his pseudo-pectorals with a random hat and dress shoes aaallll the time. And, when he talks he tah-aacks loike thiis..........and......pauses like he's talking to a moron. Then, when you start to talk he talks over your sentences like he has something more important to say.
Anyways, Cat & I have decided that Cholito is not straight & may be gay, but his non-existent fashion sense even puts the gay guys to shame. He just recently moved into campus & he called me & Cat to help him move in. Okay, there's something truly wrong with this picture...first, guys do NOT ask two girls to help them move in. Guys offer their help when girls are moving in, but never ask. This is the first time this has happened to me. Second, Cholito has asked two girls..ahem..TWO GIRLS to basically carry boxes for him. I mean c'mon, where's his pride???! Third, he calls us up not in the afternoon, not early at night, not at a convenient time, but a 11:00 p.m. and then asks "When are you guys going to sleep?" To which we responded at 11:30 p.m. So, being the smart & very considerate person Cholito is, he calls us up at 11:30 p.m. to help him move in. And, of course it was the perfect time to ask us to help him because it was hella cold and snowing outside and we were already in our pajamas. (By the way, I'm not stupid I didn't roll out of bed to help)
But, it doesn't just end there. Yesterday, Cholito calls me at 10:00 p.m. & says "When are you going to sleep?" To which I again responded, "11:30" Then he says that he needs help to bring some food up his room. So, to get him off my back I'm like, "Sure, I'll help you out as long as I'm not sleeping." And, Cholito is sooooo smart that he again calls me at 11:30 asking for help. But, he doesn't call me once, nope, not twice, but three times and all three times leaving messages saying he has bags of groceries that'll take him a couple of trips to unload and he's outside...and can I help him...and then he attempts to put this guilt trip on me and says.."ooooh, but your probably sleeping already." Okay. wtf?! Being the smart medical student Cholito is, he calls me three times at 11:30 after I said I'm going to sleep at 11:30. And, because he didn't want to make a couple of trips to his room in the middle of the night he would rather wake me up and carry the grocery bags for him. Really. That's just inconsiderate to say the least.

Okay, I have to admit that's a bit harsh even for a guy who can't carry his own groceries. So, this year, I've decided that I will be nice to Cholito. Not just two-faced nice, but genuinely nice. No fake smiles and shallow flattery. But, that doesn't mean we have to be BFF! It simply means that I won't complain about him so much. I won't even try to change the way he is. I figured at 28 years old he should be able to figure that out for himself. And, when he says something I don't like I can just make eye contact and walk away. Let's hope he doesn't take that as a signal to "hey follow me!"