The Lunch Tray

I didn’t want to hurt Alex’s feelings so I decided to tell him upfront that I did not want a boyfriend.

I walked up to him in the cafeteria and said “Hey Alex. I like your riddle, but I am not interested. No hard feelings?” I tried to smile to soften the rejection.

Instead of a shrug or a simple “Okay” Alex dumped his entire lunch tray of spaghetti and meatballs over my head.