Friday, July 11, 2008

This is what happens when I don't play WoW.


If you have daughters, tell them to RUN if they should see this boy.

10. Lied about attending SUNY Binghamton...he attended SUNY New Paltz. What?

9. Wouldn't specify where in Queens he lived when I asked directly...he mumbled "Queens". Hell, it's freaking Astoria which I heard when he asked a cab driver. Nothing to be ashamed of. I told him where I was from because we were right there in my neighborhood.

8. Did I mention he was groping me the whole time? I had to punch him on the arm more than once to get him to stop.

7. Walking down the street to walk him to the train station, he tries to wrap his arm around me from behind and kiss my ear. He sucks at my eardrum which HURTS. No apology. And it STILL HURTS.

6. I'm 5'5", he's 6'5". I was way stronger than him when I wrestled out of his grip more than a few times. *Smirk*

5. He asked me twice when I came to the States. Had already told him twice that I was born here. Thrice he asked me where my parents lived. NJ...is that so hard to remember? I don't think he ever let me finish a sentence.

4. Within the first hour of meeting, he asked if he could stay over for a nice home-cooked meal and for the night.

3. Since he allegedly broke his phone on the subway platform on the way to meet me, I bought him a first round and was about to call it a night. No mention of gratitude.

2. He insisted on a second round along with Jack Daniel shots. Then he threw down a 20 after slowly slowly slowly drawing out his wallet and was about to walk away. I had to stop him and tell him to ask for the tab from the bartender which then he looked at me blankly. Being so eager to get away, I get the bartender to get the tab for us which then he sneakily hides his 20 right back into his wallet. I look around for the 20 which then he looks around at anywhere BUT me so I give him my STARE OF DEATH for 2 minutes straight which then he feebly jokes about "if looks could kill". I motion to walk away to leave him with the tab. He draws out that wallet again and threw down the 20. The tab was 21. I wanted to make my getaway so instead of arguing, I just paid the difference.

1. While he was trying to get salacious with my neck, he was whispering over and over about how he plays to WIN (win at what?) and that with World of Warcraft, I wouldn't need that shit anymore. That if I were his gf, he wouldn't ever let me play. LOSER.

At least I have a story :)

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