Nothing really that good...
OK, here is what has been going on the last few days in my so so life. I went to Starbucks as usual two days ago. I got my usual drink and sat down with the usual people. One of the girls looked unhappy and was on her cell phone. When she got back, I asked her why she was unhappy. She told me, “I was feeling perfectly fine until you asked me that. Since you asked me if I was unhappy – I am now unhappy.” That sounded rather strange to me. She is obviously a loose cannon IMHO. We had some banter back and forth that wasn’t very positive and then I said to her, “Would you like to fight me?” I then put my fists up in a joking manner. She then said, “I had rather die than to fight you.” I then said, “OK, I guess you could call up your dad and I could fight him. However, you must promise to stand in my corner.” She then opens her mouth and gazes at me for a few seconds and then says, “FUCK YOU!” Then rolls her eyes. Her girlfriends told me that I was a very negative person and that I pretty much suck.
A dude whom I am cool with drives up in his big black car. I decide to talk to him instead. He gives me some advice on the chicks that I was just talking to. He tells me that the rich one is out of my league because her mother drives a Bentley. He asked me if I wanted the South African girl (who said that I was negative – not the one I saw the movie with) or the evil red head who just said “FUCK YOU” to me. I told him that I had no idea. He then asked me which one that I wanted to talk to. I wasn’t quite sure about that either.
They then go inside and I figured that they were trying to get away from me. I then go inside and buy a drink and walk over to them and tell them that I was only joking with them. They give me the big blow off. The dude that I was just talking to comes in and pulls me away from them and tells me that I am doing no good with them. He gives me some more advice about how girls think. He tells me about money and power gets the chicks since they are all essentially whores to some degree.
The girls come out again and right before they did come out again we hatched a plan. He would do the opening and I would follow. He asked the red head what club she liked to go to. She then said, “I will not be part of your experiment!” He then tells her to come and talk with him for a moment and she goes off with him for about 30 seconds and then comes back. She informs us that she has to go and looks kind of sad. She leaves with her South African friend.
I decide to ask the rich girl what they were talking about inside the Starbucks. I asked her if they were talking about me and she said that they were. I asked her what they were saying about me and she said to me, “None of your FUCKING business!” I take it that they were trashing yours’ truly inside the Starbucks. I try to have a nice conversation with her by changing the subject but she is nothing but a bitch to the core and looks very slutty too. Not very hot either. She looks kind of like an asshole to be perfectly honest. I didn’t like her one bit. I try to talk about my Internship and another guy says to me after agreeing with every word that I said, “I am only agreeing with you so you will shut the hell up.” At that, I decided to leave the Starbucks. He said while I was leaving, “I am sorry it had to come to this, I really am.” I say that is bullshit and he can go fuck himself. The only one there that was nice that night was the guy who gave me some good advice. I will hang with him from now on.
The next night, I went there because I was called on duty to buy some boos for some kids there. I will do this as long as I get a tip. I go off with the dude and his girlfriend in their black car (the one who gives me advice). We find a good liquor store called “Hasty.” I then buy a $30.30 bottle of Jack Daniels (after tax). I was told to buy the biggest bottle they had but it was $40 plus tax so I didn’t get it. By the way, the girl who said “FUCK YOU” the previous night was there and I didn’t say a God Damned thing to her the whole time I was there. I think that she was talking about me with the local drug dealer. I think that I heard her say that she liked the way I walked. That caught my memory because I could have sworn that I heard her say that before when I was walking away weeks earlier.
I couldn’t go to the guy’s birthday party (the guy whom I bought the boos for – not the guy in the black car but a different guy) because I had to go to my internship the next day and had a doctor’s appointment as well. I said good bye to the man in the black car as well as the drug dealer and went home.
Today I went there again and brought a King of Fighters 2003 review with me and read that. I gave the nasty red headed girl the silent treatment again. She was talking about some hot guy on a motorcycle doing some tricks. I paid more attention to my KOF 2003 article than her and I wasn’t sitting near her so I didn’t really try to listen to anything she had to say. She then told the others that she had to leave and when she passes me she says, “Goodbye Mark.” Not looking up from my article I say, “Bye” in a monotone voice and she leaves. The other South African girl does show up (the one that I saw the movie with) but I decided to ignore her as well – just for fun and to see if she would come over and talk to me.
The dude in the black car drives up and honks his horn at some old idiot who is too slow for his liking. I decided to show him my KOF 2003 article and the fact that the game cost about $360. He tells me that is fucking crazy to spend that kind of money on a damned video game. I agreed with him 100%. I then said hello to the South African girl and asked her what she did that day. She informed me that she did nothing so I said, “OK.” Then I turn to the dude and I tell him that I have to leave. He says goodbye to me and we shake hands. Now I am back at home typing this. I will see what happens tomorrow night.