Oompah Loompa vibes
So after having worked twenty days straight, I decided I was going to go out with some ladies from work and have a blast. Didn't drink, didn't need to. We went dancing and met a cool older couple and then some very cute foreign men. Gotta love the accents. Needless to say, I was enjoying my ass off and feeling no pain.
That said, I feel like I give off some kind of crazy oompah loompa vibes. Like something about me says, please grab my ass, grab my chest, don't listen to me when I say no. I swear I never attract that nice sweet guy in the corner. It's always someone who looks like they can't hold down a steady job, who just grabs me at me and starts grinding away. And for some other reason, unbeknownst to me, girls also hit on me. The girls I don't mind, because they are much more respectful of the personal space and really just sweet. Half of the time I don't realize that they're hitting on me until after they've gotten frustrated and left. If I swung that way, maybe I'd be quicker on the uptake, but I still feel kind of bad for letting it drag out when they could be hunting for better prospects. Let's face it, I'm not going to be getting lucky anytime soon. Maybe I should just take my strange and wierd oompah loompah vibes and go live out in the woods somewhere with like fifty cats. At least the cats won't try to hump my leg.
Side note of interest to some: I just got "Firefly". How much can I love Joss Whedon? Let me count the ways...
-QS
That said, I feel like I give off some kind of crazy oompah loompa vibes. Like something about me says, please grab my ass, grab my chest, don't listen to me when I say no. I swear I never attract that nice sweet guy in the corner. It's always someone who looks like they can't hold down a steady job, who just grabs me at me and starts grinding away. And for some other reason, unbeknownst to me, girls also hit on me. The girls I don't mind, because they are much more respectful of the personal space and really just sweet. Half of the time I don't realize that they're hitting on me until after they've gotten frustrated and left. If I swung that way, maybe I'd be quicker on the uptake, but I still feel kind of bad for letting it drag out when they could be hunting for better prospects. Let's face it, I'm not going to be getting lucky anytime soon. Maybe I should just take my strange and wierd oompah loompah vibes and go live out in the woods somewhere with like fifty cats. At least the cats won't try to hump my leg.
Side note of interest to some: I just got "Firefly". How much can I love Joss Whedon? Let me count the ways...
-QS