Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Aint that bout a bitch...

So a few weeks ago I went on a "date" with this random guy who was goo-goo-ga-ga over me. He had stopped me on my way to my car leaving the mall. The usual stale pickup lines...whatever! I decide to take his number, I looked him over from head to toe as he stored his number in my phone, the whole time thinkin in my head "i know im not gone ever call this fool" As I got in the car, I watched him from the corner of my eyes, as he got into a clean Jag. & then told myself outloud...Shit might as well call him atleast he aint broke. See that was my first damn mistake right there. Assuming this bastard aint broke just because he gets into a nice car. (now dont get me wrong I'm not a gold digger & never will be) But when opportunity knocks....You better answer the door, before it be knockin on the next hoochies door. So anyway a few days later I decide to text him, and he texts back...immediately as if he had been waiting on me to speak the whole time. lol we make plans, and he tells me he wants to take me to this fancy restaurant and whatnot...im not really too impressed. I mean who hasnt dined at a fancy spot where the waiters wear crisp white shirts and corny ties? If you havent then you basically are a broke ass bitch with no chance in life. Anyway...back to the story. So the day of the "date" he calls me a few hours before to remind me, & get my address. Of course me being the smart girl that I am, gave him the address of the house up the street and around the corner from me. Thats the last thing I need is some crazy stalker. He picks me up on time and all of that...as im about to order he kinda makes a funny gesture. Something he didnt want me to catch...but I did. Hmm. (made a mental note of it) & continued to order. Our food was delicious, im sitting there full as shit, and the waitress drops the check on the table. I catch him hesitate, then pick up the check. We're at the front payin the bill and the cashier informs him the credit card he was paying with was declined. He pulls out another card & that one was declined as well. He begins to get frustrated and complains about "not having any cash" blah blah blah. Next thing I know im getting pissed off because I feel this is all leading to me having to pay this stupid 60$ check...FUCK THAT...i aint payin for shit. I look at him arms folded and stick my neck out with plenty of attitude. "Tuuuh...so now you aint got the money nshit huh?" Whatever else he said after that went in one ear and straight the fuck out the other. I grab my purse from the counter start toward the door and chuckle... "you got me fucked up" Whatever else happend after that...i dont know and I dont care. But he musta been out his rabbit ass mind if he thought I was about to pay for his full stomach & mines. Psssh...I shoulda kicked him in the damn stomach & made him throw up that 20$ steak. Dumb FUCK. And this is why I dont go on dates. Yall niggas think you slick. mm mm...you not finna play me...cause I will walk right out and leave your dumb ass standin there STUCK. The END. =)

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