Freeeeeeeky girl
Uuuugggghhhhhhhh. Freaky girls freak me out. Especially when they want to "get with me". I was at work tonight, serving a table of ten girls who were having a meal for one of their 21st birthday parties. Fine, perfectlyy normal, until they left. They paid, and left a pretty big tip. In the tip tray they had left a card saying "for the blonde waitress" who was me, so I opened up this folded over card. It was disgusting.
"Hi there hot stuff. I'm Marla (I had the red hair). I really enjoyed you serving me tonight, I couldn't help but notice your smile, oh and your cleavage, what a great idea to leave those two buttons open, it gave me a really good eyeful. I'd love it if you agve me a call, here's my cell number ************. I hope we can have a night together soon, I'm sure I could show you what you're missing. Love Marla."
Why the fuck does this happen to me? I do not want to have sex with a girl! She wasn't even a pretty girl. At all. I felt sick after reading it, I seriously thought I was going to throw up. And I do right now actually, but I think thats more because of all the vodka I've drank since I got home. I need to get out this weekend, and have a really good night on the town. It's essential!
Sorry for the drunk post, love Kirstin xxx
"Hi there hot stuff. I'm Marla (I had the red hair). I really enjoyed you serving me tonight, I couldn't help but notice your smile, oh and your cleavage, what a great idea to leave those two buttons open, it gave me a really good eyeful. I'd love it if you agve me a call, here's my cell number ************. I hope we can have a night together soon, I'm sure I could show you what you're missing. Love Marla."
Why the fuck does this happen to me? I do not want to have sex with a girl! She wasn't even a pretty girl. At all. I felt sick after reading it, I seriously thought I was going to throw up. And I do right now actually, but I think thats more because of all the vodka I've drank since I got home. I need to get out this weekend, and have a really good night on the town. It's essential!
Sorry for the drunk post, love Kirstin xxx