Some guy tried to pick me up tonight in the skeeziest way ever. I'm kind of pissed right now.
I used to know him, he's one of my friend's consins. I was taking her to the bar, since she had been drinking, he asked if I could drop him and his friend off as well. Okay, I have no problem doing that. So we get to the bar, and we are all walking in. Before I even get in the door he turns around and says, "Would you mind taking me to an ATM." I told him they take ATM cards and credit cards in the bar. He tells me he doesn't have either??? What, does that make sence? Ugh
So we walk in. About five minuets go by and he corners me, asks me again to take him to an ATM....we passed four ATMs on our way to the bar. He tells me he would feel a lot better if he just had some cash.
I'm really nieve, a bit too trusting really. So I take him. We get in the car, and you know he's just making conversation, asking about the ride and what I've been up to....all that. Then he undid his seatbelt and turned in his seat. I looked at him like, "what the fuck guy?" I made a comment about my boyfriend, he told me he knows him.....then reached for my leg
I'm so fucking angry. Like I would fuck some random drunk guy I knew when I was 15-16 in a parking lot? What the fuck do guys think? And he knows my boyfriend?!?
How could someone be so damn sick? I don't look like a whore, I don't act like a slut, and I'm not easy. 
Fucking douche bag, god....I feel so damn dirty, I shouldn't have ever let him get the car with me alone. He did back off when I asked him what he was doing, and didn't try anything again, but still. 
Some guys need to die.
I used to know him, he's one of my friend's consins. I was taking her to the bar, since she had been drinking, he asked if I could drop him and his friend off as well. Okay, I have no problem doing that. So we get to the bar, and we are all walking in. Before I even get in the door he turns around and says, "Would you mind taking me to an ATM." I told him they take ATM cards and credit cards in the bar. He tells me he doesn't have either??? What, does that make sence? Ugh
So we walk in. About five minuets go by and he corners me, asks me again to take him to an ATM....we passed four ATMs on our way to the bar. He tells me he would feel a lot better if he just had some cash.
I'm really nieve, a bit too trusting really. So I take him. We get in the car, and you know he's just making conversation, asking about the ride and what I've been up to....all that. Then he undid his seatbelt and turned in his seat. I looked at him like, "what the fuck guy?" I made a comment about my boyfriend, he told me he knows him.....then reached for my leg
I'm so fucking angry. Like I would fuck some random drunk guy I knew when I was 15-16 in a parking lot? What the fuck do guys think? And he knows my boyfriend?!?
How could someone be so damn sick? I don't look like a whore, I don't act like a slut, and I'm not easy.
Fucking douche bag, god....I feel so damn dirty, I shouldn't have ever let him get the car with me alone. He did back off when I asked him what he was doing, and didn't try anything again, but still.
Some guys need to die.
Hope I made ya laugh!!!