Annnd the Fuck Face drama continues...via text. While drunk.
At the bar he grabbed my ass and told me that he hates me sometimes, but he guesses maybe he deserves it. But I already knew he was the jealous type (I did?).
So I left the bar with Kev. Formerly Nice Boy or something like that. And I text FF.
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Me: Are you seriously mad at me?
FF: You yeah, Kevin no.
Me: What the fuck did I do?
FF: Fucked my best friend. I thought you had more class than that.
Me: Actually, I haven't fucked him, so why don't you chill the fuck out?
FF: I'm the jealous type. You know that.
Me:Well I thought you were better than fucking some random chick while right next to me
Me: He told me you said you didn't care. because I said I didn't want to cause any shit.
FF: You just proved to me you're that kind of bar ho.
Me:You're drunk. And you're pissed that you fucked up. But that's your problem, not mine.
FF: Whatever. I'm the best you ever had so at least I have that title. But I can't say the same.
Me: Like I said, I haven't fucked him yet.
Me: Besides, you didn't want to date me anyway.
FF: Yeah, I didn't. But I didn't think you would go after my best friend...Real classy...just like Wendy
Me: Don't talk to me about class, ok?
FF: Hey you never said you weren't down with last week. I figured you were until I started fuckin that chick.
Me: Just forget it. I don't fucking care.
FF: Ok wendy.
Me: That would probably be a more effective insult if I knew anything about her.
FF:Yea, she was the coney slut. I guess you're the next one.
Me: I think you've still got me beat there.
FF: Yea it's more acceptable for me. For you, you just look like a whore.
Me: Then I guess I'll just look like a whore. At least I know I'm not actually one.
FF: Shit I never said I wasn't.
FF: Besides, everyone at work thinks you're the next Wendy anyways...I'm just glad I was the first guy you fucked there rather than the last.
FF: If it weren't for your ass you wouldn't be getting all this attention you so desperately love and desire
Me: I guess it's lucky for me I have such a nice ass then.
FF: Yea. Wouldn't get the attention without it.
Me: You realize that in the process of trying to hurt me, you're just reassuring me of my decision, right?
Me: What confuses me is why you're totally pissed at me and totally cool with Kevin. It doesn't really make sense.
I haven't heard from him since. But I get to work with him tonight.
Although he seems a pretty kick ass dude from the time I spent with him.. so I guess I was "thinking forward"
Granted, there could be a world between "kick ass dude" and "guy I'm going to sleep with".. I don't know how girls work. I'm just a kick ass dude.