I just can't bring myself to deal with the douche bags at the bar today...
So here I am drinking a 10$ bottle of dodgy wine...
Cranking Katy Perrys ET and Ke$has Blow...
And ok.... Sir Mix A Lots Babys Got Back...
and tossing the idea of throwing on some cloths n going down lol...
But really.
If i have to deal with one more Jamaican trying to get me to touch his dick, telling me he has enough for me... or another... who is actually one of my favs just because he is so sure about himself he just tells me straight out I need to get over my ex and he is going to help me out...
"I'm going to come fuck you on Tuesday"
With the washboard stomach and what I've felt against my leg while dancing.. I'd maybe give him that shot it it weren't for that tiny detail of a wife n 2 kids lol... he does make me laugh though! And he dances well... even though he tries he is relatively "safe"... as safe as any.
Really though... they aren't interchangeable... and there is only one I really WANT...
UGH! I need more wine...
And maybe... some sex.
Wish the Ex wasn't working a double... It might be one of those nights...
Friday, April 29, 2011
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Here is my #... can I get yours?
Soo.. POF...
Being that I do not require a bag over my head to fuck, I can sting words together (though this prolly only matters to a few of the fish, the previous being the sole reason to engage me in conversation) Have a JOB, my own truck and my own home... and not CRAZY... I get a LOT of e-mail.
Much of it is from men whom I KNOW would never have the err.. cojones... to approach me in public. Not that I am all that n a sccop of bread puddin but... more that I give off a vibe. I think its the customer service bit inside me, personable but not personal. Unless the guy is a total idiot in his original e-mail I pretty much always reply, if not out of interest out of common courtesy. Usually my courtesy e-mail is pretty nice, thanks but no thanks and good luck in your search. ONCE in a while they mistake the courtesy mail for interest and I have to either be more direct or if the e-mail is amusing and catchy, and even though I am not interested in the photos posted you never know about what is really there... I don't photograph well myself. So I have been known to exchange a few witty e-mails with a few men I was not originally interested in... Really this has never progressed further than the e-mail and may be unfair of me to even let it go that far...
Recently I had one of these fish hunt me down...
Yep.
I live in a small town. I have on the profile that I am in the hospitality industry. There are 2 resorts here very close together, we are owned by the same entity really. The guy had sent me a couple e-mails, knew some general info about me and decided I was worth a road trip.
I was at my desk and see an e-mail fly in... "Guy at FL looking for you. Said he was from a dating service, on his was to WB now.."
WTF??
So I e-mail back.. "What guy?? Who??"
"No idea, didn't give a name"
"So you just told him where to find me?? Thanks!"
Short time later one of my F&B supers calls me from the back.. Uhh there is a guy out here lookin for you...
I was freaked. I had no idea who it was. The name drew a total blank.. why? cuz I wasn't interested! Tall, really skinny, slightly red-necky, harley ridin old white guy... yeah that sounds just like my type.
I gave him a quick tour of the hotel, this is that ha ha that is that.. he he thanks for comin... blah blah & yada yada.
At least 3 times he says... "I've been trying to get your number for a month, I gave you mine a couple times but never heard from you..."
Well gee! Thats cuz I was being COY and wanted you to stalk my ass at my place of business...in front of co-workers and employees... perfect! Mission accomplished.Thank you very much!
I ended the tour in my office which was prolly a bad idea, since it allowed him to grab one of my cards off my desk... AND for him to make himself comfy in my guest seat. I finally suggested we meet at the pizza place down the street so that I could finish what I was working on without feeling rude...
I then called my daughter and told he she had BETTER call me with an emergency in precisely 20 minutes.
Somehow in those 20 minutes I did happen to let it drop that my LAST boyfriend was a Jamaican... lol If there is one thing old rednecky white guys don't like... hehe. Lucky for me he never called! woo hoo!
Being that I do not require a bag over my head to fuck, I can sting words together (though this prolly only matters to a few of the fish, the previous being the sole reason to engage me in conversation) Have a JOB, my own truck and my own home... and not CRAZY... I get a LOT of e-mail.
Much of it is from men whom I KNOW would never have the err.. cojones... to approach me in public. Not that I am all that n a sccop of bread puddin but... more that I give off a vibe. I think its the customer service bit inside me, personable but not personal. Unless the guy is a total idiot in his original e-mail I pretty much always reply, if not out of interest out of common courtesy. Usually my courtesy e-mail is pretty nice, thanks but no thanks and good luck in your search. ONCE in a while they mistake the courtesy mail for interest and I have to either be more direct or if the e-mail is amusing and catchy, and even though I am not interested in the photos posted you never know about what is really there... I don't photograph well myself. So I have been known to exchange a few witty e-mails with a few men I was not originally interested in... Really this has never progressed further than the e-mail and may be unfair of me to even let it go that far...
Recently I had one of these fish hunt me down...
Yep.
I live in a small town. I have on the profile that I am in the hospitality industry. There are 2 resorts here very close together, we are owned by the same entity really. The guy had sent me a couple e-mails, knew some general info about me and decided I was worth a road trip.
I was at my desk and see an e-mail fly in... "Guy at FL looking for you. Said he was from a dating service, on his was to WB now.."
WTF??
So I e-mail back.. "What guy?? Who??"
"No idea, didn't give a name"
"So you just told him where to find me?? Thanks!"
Short time later one of my F&B supers calls me from the back.. Uhh there is a guy out here lookin for you...
I was freaked. I had no idea who it was. The name drew a total blank.. why? cuz I wasn't interested! Tall, really skinny, slightly red-necky, harley ridin old white guy... yeah that sounds just like my type.
I gave him a quick tour of the hotel, this is that ha ha that is that.. he he thanks for comin... blah blah & yada yada.
At least 3 times he says... "I've been trying to get your number for a month, I gave you mine a couple times but never heard from you..."
Well gee! Thats cuz I was being COY and wanted you to stalk my ass at my place of business...in front of co-workers and employees... perfect! Mission accomplished.Thank you very much!
I ended the tour in my office which was prolly a bad idea, since it allowed him to grab one of my cards off my desk... AND for him to make himself comfy in my guest seat. I finally suggested we meet at the pizza place down the street so that I could finish what I was working on without feeling rude...
I then called my daughter and told he she had BETTER call me with an emergency in precisely 20 minutes.
Somehow in those 20 minutes I did happen to let it drop that my LAST boyfriend was a Jamaican... lol If there is one thing old rednecky white guys don't like... hehe. Lucky for me he never called! woo hoo!
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