It’s 2am, and the club has closed. Outside, while everybody else is walking to their cars, my friends decide to join a swarm of horny and expectant guys mobbing two incredibly hot chicks that are shamelessly enjoying the attention. Yes, the girls are hot, but they’re obviously stringing the guys along because it’s fun to be worshipped for having a nice ass. So I pull my usual “aloof, too good for your meager human games” routine, as I stand aside and watch in silence. I act bored, but I can’t deny that I’m at least a little interested in what’s being said. The chicks are apparently older than my friends and me, and they affectionately call us babies. Then they somehow get onto the topic of astrological signs, and I suddenly want to do nothing more than to shoot myself at this moment. One of the chicks eventually takes notice of me, the silent friend, and she feels me out.
Hot Chick: What sign are you?
Kevin: Does it really matter?
Hot Chick: ::shrugs:: Well…
Kevin: I’m a Taurus.
Hot Chick: Oh.
Kevin: ::turns to walk away::
Hot Chick: How old are you?
Kevin: 22
Hot Chick: Oh.
Kevin: ::walks on::
Yeah, that’s probably one of the more asshole-ish things I’ve done in a while, but it was satisfying beyond belief. And yet, the sad thing about this entire affair is that, had she asked me for my number, I wouldn’t have hesitated to give it to her. The lows that women can get men to stoop to are unbearably tragic. Women will be the end of me, my friends. I can feel it. But until then, here’s to small victories.
Victory? Really? It just sounds like KZ has a bad attitude. You’re always complaining about not being able to meet women, but then you go and do something like this. What if she had a genuine interest in you?
Maybe it’s not my place to say it, but I will anyway. That cynicism of yours is bad for your health. Maybe your irritation was warranted, but don’t go cutting down hot girls that approach you right away. You could learn a thing or two from me, KZ. Ladies love the bear for a reason, you know.
so i c SB found an internet cafe.
dude i just read that account again. kz, ur a dick!
Would you say that you received a degree of satisfaction from walking away from her that is somewhat analogous to the level of satisfaction you claim those girls attained from being “ worshipped for having a nice ass?”
Good question, and point well made. You may be onto something, Yoorei. While it played to that girl’s sense of vanity to be hit on by so many guys at once, my moody little fit left me feeling like I had one-upped somebody that was coaxing me to jump through a set of hoops. I guess vanity had everything to do with that incident.
Dude, KZ, fuck that bitch.
i swear…sb makes yoda look like a bitch slapped around by a bag of swedish fish.