January 26th, 2018
Day #24
A date?
Like a sit down, at a table, you dress up, I dress up, kind of thing?
Day #24
A date?
Like a sit down, at a table, you dress up, I dress up, kind of thing?
Well, here’s the thing:
I’ve got a history of awkward, uncomfortable situations, and I, usually, am the one that makes things awkward and uncomfortable, so, it’s going to be a pretty subtle but straight up, “HAHAHAHHAHAHAH, are you serious? Bad idea, no, no, no. No dates, it’s a no, thank you.”
Let’s skip all of that and go straight to the ‘I can tell you I farted and you’d be fine with it, and then burp in my face’ phase, please?
Complete comfort, because I can get weird, trust me. Can you handle this? Most try to but realize they can’t and ghost halfway, more like at the 10 yard line. Total understanding on this side though, it’s an “I told you so” kind of moment for me when this happens.
I will go 0-100 when we meet, so if you’re interested, I’ll know you’re in for all of the strange, random thought outbursts, and what-if scenarios I throw your way. Oh, and do not even get me started on my nerd culture.
I’m a sloppy sandwich, gets BBQ sauce all over her hands, face, and fingers kind of gal.
Don’t ask me on a date, tell me we’re going to get ribs or a burger, or a burrito even!
“Let’s go on a date sometime. Are you down?”
“I’d, honestly, rather eat a sandwich.”
- M
- M
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