So, riddle me this blog-fans. Why would a guy leave his card for you at your job, and then never call you back. Some background. We (meaning Creative and News) are working on this big rebranding thing to maybe actually get ratings in news. We hired some outside help to make it look better than we could make it look with our lame ass equipment. So, I notice this one dude on the hired crew staring at me all day. Guys do this a lot when you carry 10 lbs of lipids on your chest. So, I'm used to it. Anywho, I go out to smoke and dumb ass decides it's time for him to smoke too. Fine. Come flirt with me...it will make the day a little better. Naturally, he did. I was making some ridiculous joke about wanting to be a court jester as a profession...I would actually be really good at that. Blah blah blah. Later that day...I'm walking down the hall with a bag of popcorn and run into dumb ass again. He asks me my name...shakes my hand...goes back to work. In I walk the next day only to have someone from Creative hand me his card and inform me that he really like prunes. Ok. Well, I'm down with new stuff. I can handle a good prune. I wait a couple days and call him. To make a boring story shorter...Why did he never ask me out? This is weird to me. You flirt with me at my job...leave your card for me with someone I know...and NEVER ask me out. Are you married? Do you have a terminal illness and now are dead? Or do you just like behaving oddly? I was confused. Oh well.
Scenario number two. I'm out at Latin night with SV, her insurance guy (don't ask) and one of IG's friends. We're dancing having a decent time and I'm flirting with Mr. Mexico. I'll be honest...we made out a little...that's all. It was fun. This was the night before Arizona. Hooker! Whatever. I have needs. So, anyways. He hands me his card and asks me to call him tonight.
Ummmm...excuse me...but I'm not that kind of girl! (bold face lie)
No No No! I just want to have your number so I can call tomorrow.
Oh...Ok...Hee hee.
I do as he requests and leave a goofy little message. He does as he says and calls the next day. I didn't answer, but I call back. He calls me back and I answered this time. He tells me he can't wait to kiss my suculent lips again...He really enjoyed kissing me. Well, duh. I have great kissing lips...Like...everyone says so. I tell him that I'll be out of town this weekend, but call me Sunday or Monday or whenever.
Did dumb ass number 2 ever call? You guessed it! NO!
I feel like I followed all the rules with these two. So, even when I follow all rules...I can't seem to do it right. I'm not...nor willl I ever be a game player. I will not wait 'three days' to call back. I will not lie and say I have plans when you ask me out the first time just to sound popular. Think about how freaking retarded all that shit is. You know...if that is what you have to do to land a guy. Fuck that. I'll stick with Frank the cat. He purrs everytime I come home and loves it when I give him a lot of affection. So, there you idiot dumb asses. Suck it...and by it I mean some gay dudes HIV ridden dick.
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