| but i either got luck or some type of other voodoo.
its a given and its been proven that i have no game but more of something i call "situational luck". i havent been on in quite awhile so if you remember me... you litterally need to get out more.
i was almost off work when this HB 7 walked in and in accordance with my job i have to smile and say hi (great for opening lol). so she walks in, i smile ask if she needs any assisstance or what not she says no, whatever. i got a job to do.
fast forward a lil longer, i get off work. now at the same time she's just leaving so im like ok, whatever, i work at Victoria Secret and i see 5,6, and 7s, all day so i could care less if i lost this one. i leave, get a giant ass soda, and start walking home. after about 5mins i just had this feeling that someone was walking behind me. i look back and who do i see? well if it isnt Miss 7.
so im walking home minding my own damn business and she wont stop following me. although we were walking side by side so she must of thought i was following her.
in the air, you could just feel this..tension and slight akwardness, cuz i KNOW she thought i was a creep. so we cross several cross streets, and then i just end up breaking the tension for her and gave her that stare that said, "seriously?" she looked at me and smiled, took off one of her head phones, and i then said,
"look your cute and all..." (she smiles, always a good sign) "but you gotta stop stalking me." (she laughs, cuz she felt the same exact way) "otherwise, im just gunna have to give you my number and address." (she's still laughing and responds)
Her: no, just the number.
me: (light laugh) well keep stalking me and i'll decide to give you my number or not. (this forces her to qualify herself, without me doing jack shit.)
Her:(laughs) i swear im not a creep!
Me: aww thats a bummer.
her: ok, your right, im a total creep. (see? shes trying to qualify herself.)
so we end up walking the same route 80% of the way, talking, already planning to give her my number and we get to a corner where we are supposed to part ways, but we stop and talk for a while longer.
Me: ok well idk about you... but i think you earned my number (the biggest smile breaks out on her face, priceless) i giver her my number and say goodbye and begin to cross the road. then some dumb bitch (sorry for the language, but she was) turns the corner and nearly hits me with her prius. i jump back andwait for her to go but she looks at me like IM the hazard. im like
"go, your already halfway through the crosswalk, just fucking go!"
and i hear the HB7 laughing again. she like saw the whole thing.
me:(sarcasticly) dont mind her, its just my ex-wife.
her: (laughs again) ok well be safe.
me: at this point, i cant guarantee anything.
her: (giggles) oh wait!
me: (i turn around) what? you decided you want my adress as well?
her: no, i dont even know your name!
me: oh. well thats kinda important information for a stalker huh?
her: yup!
me: let me see your phone (i walk over and get close, like intimatly close) type in my phone lean in very close to her (close enough to kiss, but i make no move, its just a tease). "call me" i whisper kept my eyes on her's backed up turned around and walked away home.
let me know what you would have done different, or what you like, cuz anyfeed back, is good feedback. remember this was at first to make fun of a situation and it wasnt bad conciderin. like i said, mention anything.
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