I was just taking my trash out to the dumpster in my apartment complex. I'm walking back and a car pulls up alongside me. I'm kind of walking in the parking lot, so I shuffle over, thinking he wants room to turn. Nope, horn honks at me. Instead of rolling the window down, the door flies open and some...wannabe thug, for lack of a better description, leers at me.
Him: Hey, sweet cheeks!
Me: >.<
Him: What's your name sweet thang?
Me: <I shake my head and start walking faster>
Him: C'mon, you married? Cuz if you're not, we can--
Me: Yes. Yes I am. <And I turn a corner and take the long way back to my apartment>
Seriously, what kind of pheremones do I emit that attract these kind of guys? It's becoming a daily occurrence...
Him: Hey, sweet cheeks!
Me: >.<
Him: What's your name sweet thang?
Me: <I shake my head and start walking faster>
Him: C'mon, you married? Cuz if you're not, we can--
Me: Yes. Yes I am. <And I turn a corner and take the long way back to my apartment>
Seriously, what kind of pheremones do I emit that attract these kind of guys? It's becoming a daily occurrence...

I said "Please don't call me that." He says, "oh, I'm from the Carolinas, you know it snows up here, so..."
I don't think I'm sexy, just another sarcastic chubby chick with no internal filter on what I say.
Made work...interesting, to say the least.
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