Had the weirdest night last Thursday. I was just going to grab a drink with my friend Nick at my local pub (straya) and we then got approached by a bridal party or something of women in their mid 30s who wanted to know what we were up to. I explained we met on RSVP after I sent him a kiss and it was our first date. Anyway one of the women eventually figured out it was bullshit but stuck around with us when the rest eventually left. She was a sneaky one. She just kept making up stories to the various men lingering around us that kept ensuring we got more free drinks. Eventually we'd been out drinking long enough that shit was getting out of hand some woman grabbed me specifically to ask if I was gay for some reason. So I explained I’m not and she pushed her face up to mine asking how old I am.
I asked her to answer first and she said 31. So I gave the logical response in that situation and said I was 32. Four or five hookups later she took my phone without asking and then added herself on Facebook from my account. And didn’t accept her own request the next day. Who does that? It’s like rejecting yourself. The pub closed at 4 and I ended up bumping into her with her friends at Seven Eleven after rejecting the idea of sneaking into a locked pizzeria with some creepy looking guys. Her friend had his T-shirt off and was starting shit with the guy who worked there which I tried to diffuse. I always feel sorry for those dudes. People who instigate in those situations (Or take their T-shirts off at Seven Eleven because they’re drunk) are the worst people. Needless to say I was not very productive in class the next day.
– Lonely Kids Club
Attached drawing by Angie.