No Escape...

So I went to this career-wide workshop on Friday hoping to get some information I could use on the job. Well, it just so happens that Josh, a friend of Nathan, was also attending that same workshop and sat right next to me. Concealing my horror, I said hello, and he suddenly "noticed" me. We made some nervous small talk, but once the workshop started, we no longer attempted conversation. In fact, we pretty much ignored each other until the day was over and we said our respective goodbyes. The workshop itself was horrible, and with his intrusive presence, I was unable to formulate and ask the vital and yet personal questions I needed answered that are conducive to me keeping my job. So needless to say, my final eval this coming week will be horrendous, and I will be canned. So anyhow Josh inevitably told Nathan, (who's in Cali), all about it as the creep texted me about 'hanging out' with Josh. Don't people have lives? Must they constantly butt into mine?? Can't I be allowed to struggle without being under a microscope? Can't Nathan just mind his own business? All I know is that he will most certainly get what he wants--the knowledge of my demolished life. In the life of a working single woman, there is just no escape from the hostile scrutiny of men.