So, me and the freaky-looking marriage prospect are sitting at Starbucks and he's telling me his entire life story (which FYI, I did
not ask for! There should be a law against people just blurting out unsolicited life stories...) Anyway, so he gets up to go get a cup of coffee and when he comes back I had been sending a message. Ya3ny it showed that I was sending an SMS. So, he sits down, looks over at me and goes...
Him: "You sending an S.O.S.??"
* ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? * So, I'm thinkin' this guy is either clairvoyant or he's been in this situation before with a similar outcome... I burst out laughing which, of course, gave away the fact that I
was indeed sending out an S.O.S.!!! But I shrugged it off politely and changed the subject.
Anyway, so about fifteen minutes later I finally get a call from my mom, who has been conveniently absent during this whole ordeal, saying that she's waiting for me by my car. So, this guy, very politely I have to say, offers to walk with me. However, he asks me a question that I don't think should
ever be asked when walking a lady to her car...
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Are you ready for this??
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It's a hum-dinger!
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Him: "So, do you like
STALKERS?"
** Red Lights and Sirens are blazing now **Me: "Umm... no....."
At this point, I'm thinking it can't get much worse.... but it does.... oh, lord it does!
Him: "'Cos you've got one now!"
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Where do these people come from?? I'm so glad I'm leaving the country at the end of the week and don't have to be subjected to proof of his intentions...
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The only thing between you and me is an unavoidable margin of individual judgment...-The Original Krispy