THE FORUMS

I don't know why but this topic triggered a memory from this past summer of ultimate chodebaggery.  (I want to trademark that word right now as I just came up with it on the spot!)

On vacation in Virginia Beach, I'm walking down the street.  There's a good looking girl at work with this guy and they are both in this little hut that offers directions and things to do in the town.  The dude sees my Corona shirt and says something and I said something back.  I walk over there cuz I had to ask them a question.

I start talking to the girl who's real cute.  I ask her where I can get sushi around there cuz I'm on vacation and don't know my way around, she gets all excited cuz she loves sushi, she starts giving me directions to different places (her job) but excitedly tells me to go to this one place in particular because her friend works there as a waitress and I should mention her name when I go there.

So we're talking more and I told her I was just at the 311 concert and I'm going to the Jack Johson concert that night.  She tells me she's going there too.  

And then the chodebag moment:
She goes, "So, are you single?"

As if my mind and body was pre programmed to reject anything that resembles an advance from the opposite sex by my makers, I quickly respond "no".  She responds with "oh, that sucks, cuz my friend that works at the sushi place is single and she's going tonight to the concert tonight with us..."

Why did I say that I wasn't single? Because first of all, I was and I am single.  I'm always single.

The reason why is, I reflected afterwards, that I had already told her I was on vacation and I told her and the dude in the shack that I just came down to Va Beach by myself.  I felt like if I also would answer her question with "yes I'm single" that she would compute this on the spot:  guy on vacation by himself (ie no friends), and he's - probably a loser.  So I said I was NOT single.  And that was that.

I called a friend of mine in NJ shortly afterwards and he couldnt figure me out.  He was convinced I was gay.  A girl at work also thought I was gay.  My friend wanted me to go back to the Hut and put him on the phone and talk to her.  I didnt do that of course.  I hate when I do things like that but what pissed me off the most in retrospect is that my answer I gave her was practically spontaneous.  It was a knee jerk, deflection, "nope, I'm not single".

Sometimes I think there is a High Priest of Chastity that operates me by remote control.

Holy shit you need a job to make money

Summary of the last nine pages? if its just people having their undeveloped minds blown and fingerman acting like hes cool then don't bother.

 Approve of this post. Although I already truly know and believe all of this though, I still keep on eating donuts and playing videogames and masturbating too much though. Any suggestions on how to motivate yourself to do the shit you know you should do though? As a sidenote the N word is awesome, for some reason it is the one swear word that still offends some people, even though it is just a word, and 100% of the people who ( i know) that use it today are not even close to racist at all ever in any way.