Thursday, July 29, 2010

#7, #8

For the short years that I have been on this planet, I have had the great (mis)fortune to run across my fair share of creepers, I mean characters, I mean creepers. Then my boss pointed out, why don't you write these stories down because they are ACTUALLY ridiculous, so alas, consider the stories documented.


#7: Did I ever tell you about the time I was literally hollered at from across campus. So one day, I am rushing to class because I am late as always. I decided to dress nicely because I look like a way more approachable human being when I am wearing my own duds. I was powering through campus as always, when the guy in front of me turns and points behind. Of course I am confused, so I look back, and there is some short, bald, and pudgy man waiting for me to give him the time of day. I keep walking and then falter because I do feel bad. So I stop. I don't make one step backwards, and he rushes, literally runs to where I am. I pick the pace back up, and I am moving. In a rushed and sort of out of breath state, he decides to tell me where he's from, his name, and his whole life bio. I have music in one ear, and I am not paying him the slightest bit of attention. I then just leave his ass, by opening my stride and rolling off to class. I don't know you sir.


#8: There was also the guy who told me I was the girl of his dreams while at a Kappa party. How is that possible? You have never seen my face before, we have never met and had a conversation. We have simply had a butt to crotch experience. Deal with you life, and think before you speak sir. 

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