1/27/2010

An Exchange 8 Minutes Ago

Man: Hey can I ask you a question can I hang out with you?
Me: No.
Man: YEAH, THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT, BITCH!

Well then why did you even ask? Now I have to run into the Trader Joe's and stay there until they remove you from the parking lot or close for the night and I will be unable to resist the siren song of their English Toffee even though I'm trying to cut excess sugar out of my diet.

Also, note to the guy who saw the whole thing happen and chose to stand there gawking instead of intervening on my behalf: I know you were just trying not to get stabbed, but now we can never date. You should have just pretended that nothing was happening and averted your eyes like all the other people in the parking lot.

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