What's up with People?!
So yesterday I was excessivly hit on by older gentlemen of the opposite sex, which amuses me, so I feel the need to blog about it...
I got in the car and headed to work last night. I stopped by Mobil and was carded as usual while paying for my gas. The attendent (who was a 50-something year old man) took my ID out and pocketed it. I asked for it back, then he asked me if he could keep it for the night. I was speechless and just stood there with that 'oh' face where your mouth is ajar because you just got a terrible mental picture. So he finally gave it back, and winked at me. I walked, quickly, to my car and headed to work.
Then during the 10 p.m. set some dude walks up and stares at me smiling in a boardline creepy way. I'll go so far as to allude it to Wedding Crashers, "That girl just eye fucked the shit out of me!" Well, yeah, that's basically what happened. So I cut off the akward stare and sold him his ticket. He then slides two coupons to Chik-Fil-A to me and says to me, "Come visit me sometime at Chik-Fil-A gorgeous" Again, I have the mouth ajar look...
So, Mr. Smooth Operator, is that the way you pick up chicks? Telling them you work at a fast food joint? Seriously? Imagine this guy at the club, "Yo baby you like nuggets?... You do?... How about I take you to Chik-Fil-A sometime, I'll give you some of my special sause."
What a dousche-bag. Well, at least I got two free sandwiches out of it...
I got in the car and headed to work last night. I stopped by Mobil and was carded as usual while paying for my gas. The attendent (who was a 50-something year old man) took my ID out and pocketed it. I asked for it back, then he asked me if he could keep it for the night. I was speechless and just stood there with that 'oh' face where your mouth is ajar because you just got a terrible mental picture. So he finally gave it back, and winked at me. I walked, quickly, to my car and headed to work.
Then during the 10 p.m. set some dude walks up and stares at me smiling in a boardline creepy way. I'll go so far as to allude it to Wedding Crashers, "That girl just eye fucked the shit out of me!" Well, yeah, that's basically what happened. So I cut off the akward stare and sold him his ticket. He then slides two coupons to Chik-Fil-A to me and says to me, "Come visit me sometime at Chik-Fil-A gorgeous" Again, I have the mouth ajar look...
So, Mr. Smooth Operator, is that the way you pick up chicks? Telling them you work at a fast food joint? Seriously? Imagine this guy at the club, "Yo baby you like nuggets?... You do?... How about I take you to Chik-Fil-A sometime, I'll give you some of my special sause."
What a dousche-bag. Well, at least I got two free sandwiches out of it...