What is it about some men that they never grow up? Last night I found out that one of the men on the opposite boat took a picture of me as I was getting back on my boat after swimming in the Mediterranean on Monday. I could care less about a swimsuit picture as I was in a tankini and was covered in a respectable way and was not swimming topless. However, this jerk zeroed in on my nipples and took a picture. Naturally since the water was cold he evidently got a picture he thought I would pay him not to post on his Facebook. Really?!! As I said I could care less but evidently, he decided to show it around the rest of the tour group and brag about how he was going to finally show it to me at some point during the week. As a friend, one of the women in the group told me about it. My first reaction was really?! For a man over the age of 60 isn’t that something that boys do around the age of 13?
I didn’t sleep well last night because now this a– has made me uncomfortable in a place where the motto is ‘we treat you like family’. I come from a family of 5 sisters and 2 brothers, 16 nieces/nephews and 21 great nieces/nephews – none of which would threatened to post a picture they took of me in a swimsuit where you could see the outline of my nipples. Obviously this guy has serious issues with his filter and is a hypocrite to top it off. He made a big show on Saturday of finding out where the church was located so he and his wife of 40 years could go the next morning. Additionally, of all the couples in the group they are the ones that consistently go overboard in the PDA department. Evidently, one of the other women on his boat moved to the front after witnessing the tongue down the throat kiss he gave to his wife.
My thought is to go into town and buy two baby bottle nipples and when the timing is right and I have to give a toast at dinner present him with them so he won’t have to take any more pics. To my friends and family – please send me a text with suggestions. I have already decided to avoid/ignore the jerk as much as possible but I definitely want to say something to him in front of his wife and the rest of the group so he knows what an a– he is and how immature his actions were. Unfortunately now I am counting the days until I am in Amalfi on my own and not with the group. Saturday can not come soon enough for me. As for the title court jester he calls his wife her majesty that must make him the court jester.