I was the backpacker still looking for a hostel in downtown Raleigh that doesn’t exist -I hope, I guess. I mean there are other places you can stay where are all of your stuff or at least your camera and laptop will get stolen. Anyway I had stopped in for a caramel macchiato to celebrate getting a working interview for a job. You were kind of posing there like you were showing off how beautiful you are and what a surprisingly nice body you have. You’re obviously out of my league but I just wanted to thank you for being so lovely.
I guess I don’t really know how many chicks go there and do this every day so I’ll just say I’m pretty sure you had a shirt that referenced a very sarcastic city, it may have been some ball sport team and if it was, I’m not your type. I like talking about other stuff and also listening, but don’t worry, I’ll fix your story -I’m still a douche bag, I just don’t like sports. I don’t know how much the job is going to pay, yet. Do you like designer label kind of stuff? I don’t recall thinking that your outfit looked like it came from Footlocker or anything. If you were a sporty spice girl-jock, I just want to say you have the best legs of a jock-chick -ever! Not that I keep up with the stats or anything.
“-YEAH.” As you were walking out...
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