It has been a long time since I have posted, I thought that now would be a good time to get back into it. Good thing is that shit has gone down since my last post, so I will have something to talk about.
Work has been crazy for me, working so much that I am not able to have weekends or go out as much as I was. The one thing I have noticed is that I am trying to be the best rep I can be, so I have forgotten about other things I like to do in favor of working at my new position. just when I think I am able to get back I get really busy, currently I am working on three big fucking deals, so I have been at their disposal. But anyways fuck work, you don’t read this to read about work, you read to hear my fucked up stories and me talking shit. Trust me I have fucking plenty of that.
During the past two months or so I was lucky or unlucky enough to meet a girl. Of all places I meet her at the bar that I go to, Murio’s. the fucking last place you want to meet a chick as it is known for its loose women and bum kids. So I was fucking surprised that I met a chick that I actually got along with. This was in the beginning of February, just as I met her I had two friends from LA come up.
During their trip all I kept hearing was “Rob get me laid,” not only from my friend that came up from out of town but my local friends who still have not gotten it through their heads that I can’t get girls for myself or can I? my friend Cheryl that came up really propped me up, and really got me convinced that I have game. now I started to really think about that and how it all relates to my job. Being that I am in sales I really have to have some sort of personality so I decided to show off my skills that night.
Now I had met that chick the night before and stupid me thought it would work out with her. Yeah yeah fuck you I know, I should listen to my own advice from time to time. Live and learn. So I decide to tell my local friends I have a plan to pick up chicks and they want to know what it is. so simple, I tell them walk up to them and introduce yourself and ask them for their name. holy shit all they kept telling me was that it would never work in a million years. I end up getting so tired with their negative attitudes that I find two chicks that are at the bar and I ask which one of them wants to go up with me. Greg volunteers and sure enough I use my new plan and what happened? well it worked, they were just lame so I decided to cut them off. So fucking easy, the hard part is having something to talk to them about and that I don’t think anyone can help you out with.
The weekend in total was good it was nice to see my friends. I always like when some people come to visit me. sometimes I get bored with how I am in that while I think I am fairly cool person, sometimes I don’t open up and want to meet new people. After they left it ended up being a week straight with the girl I met.
Things were going great, for me I almost never meet a person that I really like that gets my stupid sense of humor so it was awesome. But the bad thing is usually when I meet chicks I don’t end up really falling for them so when that happens I loose sight of what you are supposed to do. So I will take some of the blame for the situation. But most of the blame goes to her.
I know what you are thinking, I am just being a whining little bitch. Well fuck you, I am not. So after that week or so of every day, spending every second possible with her she went and disappeared for like a week or so. And it kind of tire me up a little bit. But nothing like a drive to LA to fix that. I pretty much decided that it was not worth my efforts. I had called her a couple times and I am not going to be the annoying person that always calls. Besides, she wants to pretend that she is a grown up, well grown ups call people back. She wants to sit there and tell me how much she likes me and how she thinks of me all the time, well then she can call me back. I mean really that was where I was coming from on this whole thing. But still nothing, I became fine with it. I wrapped myself up in work and that seemed to work until she finally called me.
The message went a little something like this, sorry I have not called you back but I have been really busy and sometimes I get like this. Yeah sure what the fuck ever, honestly who the fuck do you think I am some kid missing a chromosome? No, I actually have a working brain and while I don’t let on what I am thinking or feeling, come on seriously. After all that I called her back, nothing and I get pissed at myself this time.
Another week goes by and I don’t think twice, but I some how win two free tickets to see Watchmen a week early in IMAX. I figure that all my friends would want to go. None of them could, so I try to sell my extra, no dice. I try to find a single chick at the comic convention I was at, none worth putting my hands down their pants so I call the girl. By some stroke of luck it was like she knew she was going to get something free out of the deal and answered. She ends up being my date for Watchmen, she is grabbing my cock and making out with me the entire time. After that nothing, no fucking thank you nothing.
But whatever, I went down that road it did not bother me like it did before, now I just felt like it was rude of her. So I go back to the place that it all started, Murio’s my bar. Well being that it is my bar and I had never seen that cunt their before that night who is sitting at the bar? That’s right, I can’t fucking escape this fucking bitch now. We talk for a little bit, it was really awkward for the first time. I go to smoke she decides to bum a smoke from me and in the process I look at her and I know that there is something wrong. So I call her out on it. she tries to play it off like there is nothing. But you know sometimes you can just tell when a person is not right, it could be something they say for her is was just her facial expression.
She starts the same old busy at work bullshit, which I tell her I am busy too but I still make time for little things. Then she tells me that she has been drinking a lot lately, great becoming an alcoholic that’s what I need. She goes into how she is bi-sexual and the past few weeks she has been identifying more with her lesbian side and how it makes her feel socially awkward and that is sucks for her when she is with me because nobody thinks twice. That she started hanging out with her best friend who is a lesbian and they decided to get engaged! Well by this time had enough of this bullshit, and nice Rob went away and my real side Angry Rob was there. Fuck that shit bitch.
No more holding back. I tell her that she is a fucking crazy bitch. First, you being bi is you wanting everything. Seriously pick a fucking side, I hate that shit, it is just so counter productive. When you are with a guy you want to get fucked and treated like a little girl. When you are with girls you want to act like the man. The only bi I can see you really being is bi-polar. And why try to make me feel bad that you feel awkward in public when you are with a girl, how the fuck is that anything close to my problem? Oh yeah that’s right it’s not and further more we live in San Francisco, nobody cares about anything in this fucking city at all, especially about you being gay. If anything the people that are giving you the looks are dykes from a les bar you went to the night before watching me finger you down town.
After putting her in her place she then tells me that it is just so easy for me because I am a white male. Where the fuck did that come from? Now all of the sudden she is unhappy at work and feels that she cannot do anything because she is a female minority (dyke) and has to stay there. Really seriously what the fuck. a week ago you were all about how women are just as good as men, no argument from me on that one. But now all of the sudden you are somehow a victim or circumstance? Please allow me to collect crocodile tears for you. I simply told her that if she thinks she has no choice then she is far dumber then I took her for and this whole thing was a mistake on my end.
I went out to smoke again came back in and sat far away from her. Now I get to be lucky and see her all the fucking time around my hood. Oh well what can you do. At first I was thinking of playing a game with myself called how many chicks can you fuck in a month. But after thinking about it I decided that it would not be a good idea because I have been so busy at work I would not have enough time to work on that. But fuck it let’s see what I can do. Every week I will update you with some chick I anger bang.
