So last week I wrote a post, Flirting With Disaster, on how awful I am with flirting. I also mentioned that this guy Verne came over and tried to flirt with me, but had a major fail. Well the story didn’t end there.
The other day I went bowling with some friends. We were having fun and hanging out. Everyone was making fun of my unique bowling style, which involves the bowling ball going reeeeallllly sloooooow. I mean it goes as slow as the girl in the Disney film Alley Cats Strike!
So my turn came up and I went up to the ball return, looking for the one I had been using when all of a sudden the a guy from the group next to us says:
“Hey I see you have a mustang on your shirt. Do you like to ride in them?”
I look up to see what kind of loser is trying to come on to me with that lame line and then it hits me………………………..
Verne, I want to be a lawyer Verne. The Verne who wouldn’t leave me alone that day!
I was so shocked at running into him again, that I shouted you’re VERN! Then he realized who I was.
Unfortunately, sparking his memory of me didn’t really help me out that night.He told me that he had been high that whole day and actually remembered very little about me. To “make up” for this he spent the rest of the night trying to get to know me.
I also found out from him that not only did he like to get high all the time, but he liked to party all the time. I am just not into guys who just want to kill off their brain cells with drugs and alcohol, oh no not for me.
Then he tells me that he is going to be doing maintenance, “because he is really good with his hands”.
UGH! Gag Me!
Like what part of that line am I really supposed to find attractive?
So at the end of the night he tells me he’s going home but would like to get my number.
In my head I’m like
So I’m about to tell him I don’t give my number out to strange guys who party but I only get as far as:
I can’t. I don’t give out my number because…
When he interrupts me and says:
Oh you have a boyfriend?
I know it’s wrong to lie, but I saw this as an easy out and went with it
Well kinda, yeah I do. Sorry!
Just call me Pinocchio
Hey I could have been mean like I’ve been with other guys. I figured this lie wasn’t too painful. Hopefully my nose doesn’t start growing, I think it is just right as it is.
But that is not the end of it. Check out Bad Penny
For more on Alley Cats Strike, go to Friday Night Fun
For more on bowling, go to This Isn’t Love, This is Ecstasy
For more of my modern life events, go to Cinderelly, Cinderelly
For more on Disney, go to What’s Your Line