Thursday, September 23, 2010

Bubble Letter Life

Sometimes people say "You get hit on all the time!" like it's flattering in some way. The people who hit on me are always disgusting. Here's an example.

About ten minutes ago a man came into my office with "Thug Life" tattooed on his forearms. Was it in Old English? Some weird intimidating font? Nope. It was in bubble letters.

Strike one.

"MMMMMMMMMMMM. I see you're not married." The old dinnertime noise/reminder of time slipping away combo. It's a wonder you're randomly hitting on women.

Strike two.

"Your boyfriend is truly blessed." You think God is real.

Strike three.


So there you have it, getting hit on is not awesome.

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