It’s Friday night, and instead of going out, I am at home worrying about a personal problem and giving myself a headache. I invite you to join me in my existential anguish.
I moved to Chicago last autumn for my MA program, which I just graduated from a month ago. During the course of this program, I made a handful of new friends, but for the purposes of this post I will only mention three (names changed, with apologies to Jordan and his never-ending Wheel): Rand, Matt, and Perrin. Rand and Perrin were in the same program as I was, while Matt is Rand’s roommate and best friend (they knew each other in undergrad). We all became good friends pretty early on. In the fall, Matt, Perrin, and I are planning to move in together. We are all totally excited - we’re living in a shitty neighborhood right now, so the prospect of moving uptown has us totally psyched.
So in the past, **Matt ** made a few casual passes at me on various occasions. Mostly occassions involving alcohol. The most he ever did was run a hand over my knee under the table. I never explicitly said “I’m not interested,” but I certainly did not encourage this behavior when it happened - I would discreetly scoot away, and he was never persistent. It’s only happened twice, actually, if I’m remembering correctly. He is a wonderful friend, but I was never attracted to him in that way. To further complicate matters, I was sleeping with Rand for awhile. I won’t go into details (and I’m not sleeping with him anymore), but just know that the situation is such that I don’t think I could ever date Matt after my relationship with Rand. In fact, I assumed that Matt had forgotten about whatever feelings of interest he had in me, because I couldn’t imagine him being able to date me after what happened between Rand and me.
Unfortunately, I’ve recently discovered this is not quite the case. Last night, a bunch of us were hanging out at a bar, all quite drunk. He was sitting next to me at one point, and very deliberately groped my leg under the table. I was rather inebriated by this stage, so it took me a moment to realize what he was doing. Then I discreetly shifted my seat, shaking his hand off. He didn’t try it again, and we had fun the rest of the night regardless of this little incident.
So maybe I’m over-reacting, but upon some contemplation I’m wondering if this could turn out to be a problem somewhere along the way. It would be really awkward if, well, awkward things happened between us while we were roommates - we’d be stuck with each other at that point, and poor Perrin would get caught in the middle. On the other hand, **Matt ** doesn’t seem inclined to take his groping any further. I think last night might have been a way of testing the waters, so to speak. Furthermore, I’m not even sure what his feelings are for me. Maybe I’m blowing all of this out of proportion. After all, if he hasn’t said anything so far, I suppose he might be content to just leave it at that.
At this point, I am trying to decide whether I should a) talk to our mutual friend and other future roommate, Perrin, and see what he thinks about this whole thing; b) talk directly to Matt and ask him point-blank what the deal is and whether us being roommates is going to be a problem; or c) let sleeping dogs lie, and not make an issue of it unless Matt actually says something.
So, any thoughts? Advice? Anecdotes?