waste of time
so this past weekend, I went out on a semi-date. while I was waiting for the bloke to show up (bad sign... shouldn't he be there first? and whatever happened to being on time?), I had a little talk and laugh with two guys at the neighbour table. so anyways, the date finally showed up and I started to realize this was a waste of time. here's why:
a) dry lips. c'mon, buddy... who'd feel the urge to give ya a snog when the skin on your lips is cracking and you look like you have lepra?
b) he "lost" his "own" mobile phone. c'mon, buddy... I's not that stupid. get a life.
c) didn't order anything to drink. not even coffee. not even when I offered. why would ya agree to meet at a street café, if you don't intend to drink anything? how weird is that?
d) if you come from a different country and intend to stay in the new country... have the decency to learn the language. when I asked him how long he's been here, he said something about since last year. now it's mid-may. hello??? and even if you're too lazy to learn the lingo, can't you at least learn how to speak the kind of proper english I can speak/understand, too?
e) so you're skint.
f) so you're pretending to be something you're not. designer my arse! I bet, if I'd've let you draw anything onto a paper napkin, the 3-year-old toddler from the next table could've beat you in originality.
g) what part of "no, I don't want to be your girlfriend" didn't you understand? apart from my jokes (which were all wasted on you, just like those 1,5 hours)
conclusion:
I may be ugly, but I'm not dumb. do I look dumb to you? oh, it's my blonde hair, right? you know what, sod off, you freak. I can do better stuff with my spare time than wasting it on eejits like you! the only line I didn't hear this time was: "we could help one another"
but if I'm honest, I would've heard that from you in about 20 mins' time, had I not fleed the spot.
help with what? I go work my ass off to make ends meet, while you hang around, help yourself to my credit cards and hit on chicks on the street some more? I fill the fridge and you and your mates empty it and then complain there's no beer left over?
you know, fuck off!!!
once again time to realize I'm happier on my own than I usually admit to myself. I'm rather alone and lonely than with any old fucker. I'm not that desperate.
if you don't have the dough, it's no go
a) dry lips. c'mon, buddy... who'd feel the urge to give ya a snog when the skin on your lips is cracking and you look like you have lepra?
b) he "lost" his "own" mobile phone. c'mon, buddy... I's not that stupid. get a life.
c) didn't order anything to drink. not even coffee. not even when I offered. why would ya agree to meet at a street café, if you don't intend to drink anything? how weird is that?
d) if you come from a different country and intend to stay in the new country... have the decency to learn the language. when I asked him how long he's been here, he said something about since last year. now it's mid-may. hello??? and even if you're too lazy to learn the lingo, can't you at least learn how to speak the kind of proper english I can speak/understand, too?
e) so you're skint.
f) so you're pretending to be something you're not. designer my arse! I bet, if I'd've let you draw anything onto a paper napkin, the 3-year-old toddler from the next table could've beat you in originality.
g) what part of "no, I don't want to be your girlfriend" didn't you understand? apart from my jokes (which were all wasted on you, just like those 1,5 hours)
conclusion:
I may be ugly, but I'm not dumb. do I look dumb to you? oh, it's my blonde hair, right? you know what, sod off, you freak. I can do better stuff with my spare time than wasting it on eejits like you! the only line I didn't hear this time was: "we could help one another"
but if I'm honest, I would've heard that from you in about 20 mins' time, had I not fleed the spot.
help with what? I go work my ass off to make ends meet, while you hang around, help yourself to my credit cards and hit on chicks on the street some more? I fill the fridge and you and your mates empty it and then complain there's no beer left over?
you know, fuck off!!!
once again time to realize I'm happier on my own than I usually admit to myself. I'm rather alone and lonely than with any old fucker. I'm not that desperate.
if you don't have the dough, it's no go
posted by daria l'orange at 12:45 pm
2 Comments:
Ugh...sorry to hear this.
You know, of all the creepy stuff you listed, for some reason the one that skeeves me out the most is the "couldn't order anything to drink" one. What the hell?
I know!!! damn freaky!!!
;o)
some people...
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