This is why people worry about me:
Well i went to the sqaure with Steve again. To that dance/get together thing. I went off just to get a soda, my throat was a bit dry. Theres this guy who always shows up at the square drunk (only he wasnt there that time i went by myself...which is a DANG GOOD THING!). First time i met him, my cousin and her daughter was there with us. (the daughter who's 23, showed me how to dance latin, and the "drunk friend" whose neme is Poco joined us, he was drunk (and high?) according to Sarah (cousin's daughter).
Last night, he was there again, he spotted me. he was drunk, he literally dragged me off the street to play pool and have a beer with him. I wanted to order a Fanta or Sprite, but he kept insisting he wanted to buy me a beer, thinking this was some kind of custom, i didnt wanna be rude, so i let him, just took a few sips...taste like CRAP! You know that lime they usualy stick at the top of the bottle, i was sucking on it to get the taste out of my mouth. I seen him step out to talk to a bartender then he took me aside and said he called a girl for me. He wanted me to pay him or something, i didnt really understand him that well he was drunk witha spanish accent so... Time drug on, i wanted to get back to steve because my only attempt was to get some soda and come back. He wouldnt let me leave. I got scared. I told him id get the money from Steve just so hed let me go. He got crazy, he took me aside and said he didnt wanna have to get nasty and he literly squeezed my hand like has trying to break it. But thank God, eventualy i found Steve, he got Poco off my back. And we took a cab home.
why couldnt i have done this by myself? Instead of relying on Steve, why couldnt i found some way to defend myself. One reason, maybe, it would look like he was the victim and i was the perpertrater when in fact it was viceverca. You see, this is why i can never be independant, this is why i was never able to have a girlfriend/wife. Last night just confirms it.
Anyrate it just goes to show i can never go out alone, not even for a few measely minutes to grab a soda or something. Maybe i'm just not the partying type. I hate to drink (even tried a margerita with my cousin, Val, and her daughter Sarah...HATED IT! but i like shooting pool (I used to do that alot in 1994 at small social gathering in Texas, it wasnt a club though.) and i wouldnt mind dancing with a woman if i only knew one. Just trying to find my way. 40 years old and wouldnt even know how to survive on the streets. Thats probely what ruining it for me.

Next time you see you 'friend' Steve, turn around and walk the other way asap. He's not a friend. When people are drunk like that, your welfare is the last thing on their mind.
There are other ways to have a social life. Get a hobby, try painting take a class. The neighborhood you're entering is not a safe one.

Hummm noooooooo what is ruining it for you is your associating going out and doing things always pertain going to the bars. My advice is stay out of the bars and learn to go places that does not include just drinking.

You said you don't even like drinking so why hang around those type of places. Meet those that likes to do the same things you like to do.

If you have a dog take it to the dog park go to the beaches go out to eat.....

But then maybe they are trying to get you drunk so they can set ya up with a surprise........

well said

Find another spot to hang out in.. Don't feel bad i used to know individuals like that (Actually i still know some LOL), Some of them you can stand up to & they will leave you alone.. Others you might have to crack some beer bottles across their heads for them to get the point.. Guys like that they prey on the weak.. It makes them feel big.. Stay away from them they might start some trouble that they are so willingly to include you in..

No, the "friend" you're talking about avoiding is Poco. Steve was the one i came to the square with. Poco was the one who drug me off the street ad into that poolbar.
Are any of yall getting Steve and Poco mixed up?

Steve lives with us (my mom and me) as our border on the 3rd floor, he does maintianence works around the house, etc, he's been here from Colorado for 7 years and knows Spanish fluintly, he's doing everything he can to help me and show me around, he came to my rescue from Poco (drunk guy). Get it? sorry for the confuision. I really need a secretary for this. No matter how hard i try i can NOT clearly explian anything.

What the hell do you mean you did the wrong thing? You're not Chuck Norris, what else do you expect being flung headfirst into a situation you've probably never been in. Talk it down, display little to no interest in the subject dialogue, take every chance you can to walk away. Do not introduce third-party people, simply decline the offer, more often than not it works especially if you are displaying absolutely no interest in the subject.

Really mate, you did what you could in a completly different situation, don't expect magic when dealing with characters like that. You are in a relatively safe place, Cozumel has almost nothing for crime, from what I've read it is a good place to be. You just need to stay within your comfort parameters until you are comfortable enough to venture out of them, remember, your comfort is above all the most important thing.

NO, it wasn't you. Clearly I got the neames mixed up. Apologies.

OK, You know its funny, my late stepdad who was a retired lawer once said to me that if i ever witnessed a crime, they would not call me up on the stand to testify because i would probely cause more confusion, because i don't know how to "explain things properly".