Originally Posted by Less Than Liz
Might just be nerves. I mean, online meet-ups, man.
I also love reading Phak's love trials. I need more interesting stories. I've had strange pick-up attempts and the odd date here and there, but it just doesn't compare to the epics I've been reading in this thread.
Well not an actual date story but I met one crazy chick some days ago.
A friend of mine was visiting from Chile and on her last night here I picked her up and went to a restaurant. She said some other friend called her to see what was up and will join us later.
We went to this cuban restaurant which her friend recommended (it was that or this seafood joint but my friend did not want seafood) and I think were there for maybe an hour or so before her other friend arrived. Some time goes by and then a friend or cousin or something of my friends friend also join us.
This is where it gets odd. So this new chick arrives and she is loud as fuck, one of those people you know, its clear all these people are well, a bit ghetto. The girl is older and clearly likes the cock and from the moment she sits beside me she starts flirting the fuck out of me. I like the attention and she is actually attractive, albeit yeah, bit ghetto, so she is loud and weird, a girl definetely want to fuck but never absolutely never want to call again.
Well I had made up my mind to try and fuck my friend that night so i didnt want to be that open when asking for the girls number, so i wanted to wait until my friend was in the bathroom or maybe find a non obvious way to get her number, maybe I was thinking of giving her my card and say its for business matters (she said she worked as a manager for this paint company) but then, she made the turn from ghetto fuckable to crazy bitch you may not want her to know where you work/live.
See, she starts to ask for a drink and starts to go for cocktails but the place doesnt have even fruit punch or even orange juice, which is shit, so she asks for a glass of water and then begins to search in her purse to see if she has anything to mix in. This is interesting to me because what will this girl have, maybe a splenda packet, that seems the best bet, or maybe she is prepared and may have some powdered juice, just maybe, not normal but I cant go with it.
She finally finds something, she goes "Oh here we go" and she pulls out this little silverish white packet, quickly rips it open an pours it on the water an mixes it in.
I am curious, I mean what is in the packet? Its silver ish and doesnt have any alluring colours or logos, just blank letters, it seems, from afar it seems like it could be...it is....i pick it up and its a saline solution for dehydration, orange flavoured.
I am exctatic, I just think there is no way in fucking hell this girl had a saline solution packet in her purse and that she is just enjoying the fuck out of it, like seriously.
Afterwards we were going dancing and I wanted to keep on partying because I hadnt gotten to crazy bitch number and I was tipsy and when that happens I just begin my spiral to not going to work tomorrow mode. Also they said dancing and although I cant dance I just know I am gonna en up dancing with the crazy chick and get totally horny about it. But then the other people in the table try and skim me out of my change and so my friend and I get a bit ticked off by this behavior and just go opposite of how they others wen an kept on drinking elsewhere.
Now, recently I have been thinking of how to get in touch with the crazy chick but not know how. I just think that if I go out with her I am totally gonna get a great story out of it.
I know that somwhere down the line I wrote down my friend's friend number who was friens with her, I'll let you know how this develops.