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At least he was honest
03.22.04 (9:42 pm)   [edit]
I went to the bus stop later than usual to get home and had to wait around for a while. While there, this guy brushed past me from behind. I turned and looked at him as he walked away and he looked at me. Having sized him up from the corner of my eye, I paid him no further attention. I strained my eyes in the direction the bus would be coming from, like that would make it come any sooner.

Suddenly, I heard a "pssssst". I figured that it couldn't be anybody trying to get my attention. Must have been for someone else. Then there was another "pssssst" but louder this time. I did not turn my head but looked from the corner of my eyes and saw that it was that guy who had brushed by me. He was standing behind a bush and gestering for me to come behind the bush to talk to him. WTF? I pretended not to see him.

PSSSSSSSSSST! Hey girl! PSSSSSSST!

After that, everyone else at the bus stop was staring at me and wondering why I was ignoring this guy. So I turned and looked at him and he waved at me to join him behind the bush for a private conversation. I shook my head at him. No way was I going behind the bush to talk to some strange guy. I shook my head again and signalled that if he really wanted to talk to me, he'd have to do it in the open.

He came up and stood behind me, which I found very odd. It was like he was more interested in examining my backside that looking at my face while he told me that I looked like an African princess and he wanted to be my special friend. He said he had just moved in town and was getting used to the place. He was obviously dying to get some action. He nagged me mercilessly, asking me if I was busy right now. Then he offered me a ride home so I wouldn't have to wait on the bus. I declined politely. Then he asked if I wanted to hang out with him tonight. I told him I had plans, which I did (a date with my TV, a bowl of Honey Bunches of Oats and an old stretched out t-shirt).

He then suggested that we meet up tomorrow and he could take me to his house to hang out.

"I just met you. I'm not going to your house. May be we can meet up to get something to eat or a movie."

"C'mon. You know what I want. We can hang out at my house. Have some fun. You're a big girl. You know what I'm talking about."

"Yeah. I'm not interested."

Then I spotted my bus coming down the street. I breathed a sigh of relief. He asked for my number and knowing that he was a foreignor I told him 867-5309, which he entered into his cell phone. Then I hopped on the bus, took my seat and never looked back.

Well, at least he was honest.
 


posted by: RedTigress (reply)
post date: 03.22.04 (7:00 pm)

i like the new colours. :)



posted by: newbie (reply)
post date: 03.23.04 (1:02 am)

mmm honey bunches of oats.......Can you tell I'm on a diet? Surely you can't fault him for his excellent taste in women? Oh BTW stop chatting up my husband online you hussy! Joolie xxx



posted by: dumblondegirl (reply)
post date: 03.23.04 (5:00 am)

LMAO @ the number you gave him. That guy sounds pretty creepy.



posted by: newbie (reply)
post date: 03.23.04 (6:15 am)

What is the significance of the number? Sorry, I'm not being dense, just being a Brit lol! Joolie xxx




posted by: dangerkitty (reply)
post date: 03.23.04 (7:10 am)

Reply to: Joolie
The number is from this famous song Jenny 867-5309.




posted by: SusanofPudlin (reply)
post date: 03.23.04 (9:10 am)

Dammit Jenny, who can he turn to?



posted by: newbie (reply)
post date: 03.23.04 (11:08 am)

THIS IS YOUR IDEA OF A RELATIONSHIP?

and in the future if you could please just send this internet pornography over to Mel Gibson maybe he could use it with his next visual pornography excess.

PS Obviously you did not feel Love at First PSSSST.



posted by: fotocali (reply)
post date: 03.23.04 (11:45 am)

"867-5309" - - haha ... that's great. I'm proud of you for that one.

And, "Love at first PSSST" (the comment below from Newbie).. also great.

Love the BG color, but the music.. ugh.. i understand the desire to have music but.. aggh! That pop-up every time, and I'm @ work, so I have to unplug my speakers really quicky-like.

Hi!



posted by: adinaloki (reply)
post date: 03.24.04 (11:44 am)

lol @ 867-5309 i love that song :)
that was real quick thinking! well done, you go girl!! hehe

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