
Originally Posted by
Julie, Julie
Well, no I guess the denied envitable finallyhappened to me (but on the smaller end of the spectrum):
A guy from my old high school was a custy a month or 2 ago. THE SHITTY THING WAS, HE NOTICED ME FIRST! So, I noticed this guy checking me out nex to me at the bar and decided to go approach him, with my confident, "youre- just- some- guy" sort of way.
He looks straight into my eyes and ask me if my name is _____.
My fucking jaw is twisted in fear and then finally my mouth drops in total recognition.
He was so cool about it and even had a dance from ME and tipped me for 2.
He gave me his card and said he owned a bar in the neighborhood.
EXHILLIRATINGLY STRANGE.
i CAN'T WAIT TO FIND OUT THAT I'M ALL OVER FACEBOOK AS "THE STRIPPER." LOL
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