High Time

You'd think by now I'd learn. It seems there's some gene in women where they're physically unable to just TELL someone they arent interested. For fucks sake. Whats worse, there's another gene in men, me specifically I seem to have a large portion of this, where I never LEARN from it. Get jerked around, try again, get jerked around, try again, and repeat. So there's Kerry, the 27 yr old amazingly hot waitress. I met her when I first pulled into Lloyd almost 2 weeks ago. Kerry is also new to town, so I think hey, why not get together, find what there is to do? She seems ok with this, but y'know, I'm just the guy in her store. So a week goes by, she seems pretty flirty, sweet, cant go wrong. Saturday comes, I go to the bar, she's there, all over me, and I got too drunk and left alone. stupid me. Then this week she seems ok, but yesterday she got sent flowers from an admirer. I'm pretty sure they think I did it, but I didnt. I have a different style with flowers. At any rate, tonight I go to the bar yet AGAIN. and she's all "fuck yea I'm there, oh yeah lets get trashed" so I go...fairly sober, waiting to get drunk with her. midnight.....1am....2am. by this time I've ran into her coworker, who looks at me like I'm a disease. Fuck her too. Some waitress who was priorly interested in my boss wants to dance. I've bought 13 shots, and several drinks, and I'm barely feeling it for some fucked up reason. I wait for her, still never saw Kerry, I'm thinking "fuck her, she coulda just said she didnt want to go out" as I wander around looking for waitress, who I never DID find, I see Kerry, with coworker. and 2 guys.


Yeah. fuck. you. too.


Why is it people can't just SAY they don't want to go with you? or they arent interested? why play them along, winking, flirting, making play, until someone has to get hurt before they fuck off. Fine. I get it. And its not like I'm emotionally hurt, I barely know the bitch, but it's a hell of a blow to the ego. Bah, fine. I wont go back into her work, and I wont talk to anyone anymore. I'll fucking hide in my little cave and let the world do its shitty little thing. If someone likes me enough, which I'm HIGHLY fucking doubting these days, they'll say something. Fuck you all. If I was any more pissed off I'd end up dead. but hey, what good'd that do, aside making people think I was some attention starved freak.