So, I went out with the crazy girl on yesterday. Yea..
So I wake up late and figure fuck it ill shower later and just pop in my car and hope I look my best. We'll apparently she one upped me in that front and just decided to not even change her clothes in three days. Well I figured fine and we went and had lunch and we started talking. Eventually she begaun boasting about how she knew everyone who worked here and how they were all great friends.. meanwhile everytime she spoke they just rolled their eyes. I just assumed 'hell their just assholes' but no, I then realized just how annoying and dumb she was. And not just dumb mind you.. but a dumb, compulsive liar.
Although that was kind of fun listening to her story's and then having her try to remember it.
Anyway, so I pay for lunch and I figure we could go for a walk down the peir and this is where it gets interesting..
First thing that got odd was that I noticed she wasn't wearing any underwear in her skirt, which I just blew off.. But, as were walking down the water front we walk by this gas station and some guy keeps calling for her and she trys to play it off like she doesnt know him and me already being well beyond bored decide to livin things up and just wait there for him to come over. Anyway what (in short-hand) happened from here..
he was her PIMP.
Yes, she was a hooker.
Anyway I took that as my cue to tell her I was only on my lunch break from work and bail before she had a chance to ask for my number or a ride or anything..
Considering in my encounter I didn't get the clap, Ill just call this date a win because it makes a half-interesting story told from our first meeting to me finding out shes hooker (I didn't think there were any in New London).
So I wake up late and figure fuck it ill shower later and just pop in my car and hope I look my best. We'll apparently she one upped me in that front and just decided to not even change her clothes in three days. Well I figured fine and we went and had lunch and we started talking. Eventually she begaun boasting about how she knew everyone who worked here and how they were all great friends.. meanwhile everytime she spoke they just rolled their eyes. I just assumed 'hell their just assholes' but no, I then realized just how annoying and dumb she was. And not just dumb mind you.. but a dumb, compulsive liar.
Although that was kind of fun listening to her story's and then having her try to remember it.
Anyway, so I pay for lunch and I figure we could go for a walk down the peir and this is where it gets interesting..
First thing that got odd was that I noticed she wasn't wearing any underwear in her skirt, which I just blew off.. But, as were walking down the water front we walk by this gas station and some guy keeps calling for her and she trys to play it off like she doesnt know him and me already being well beyond bored decide to livin things up and just wait there for him to come over. Anyway what (in short-hand) happened from here..
he was her PIMP.
Yes, she was a hooker.
Anyway I took that as my cue to tell her I was only on my lunch break from work and bail before she had a chance to ask for my number or a ride or anything..
Considering in my encounter I didn't get the clap, Ill just call this date a win because it makes a half-interesting story told from our first meeting to me finding out shes hooker (I didn't think there were any in New London).
that's so awesome. she was a hooker. that's great.
thank you.
i think you are quite beautiful in your own right.
goodnight guy i don't know.