Hotashi

I just got hit on by a brown guy in a pharmacy. Hahaha…what the heck? I’m always surprised when guys hit on me (I’ve never gotten hit on by a girl…unless I was oblivious). But in all seriousness I don’t know why anyone would hit on me. Usually when I go bars with my friends the blonde usually always get hit on first, or the ones that are showing a lot of cleavage. Most guys don’t even look at me, which is fine by me. I’m not into superficial losers. I like going to the bar to have a good time with my friends, not to get picked up. This hit on surprised me though. I was just standing in the aisle looking at asprin and thinking if I need to restock. Totally random and no alcohol was involved. Weird.

And more on the creepy side, I got into the elevator to go up to the apartment (I’m staying at Jack’s place while he’s in Boston) and a guy got in with me on the main floor. I pushed my floor and he didn’t…he just stood there…facing me (rather than facing the front of the elevator). I didn’t know if I should ask him what floor he wanted, but creep vibes took over me and I was too timid to say anything. I was so scared he was going to try to follow me and attack me or something. Just before my floor he then pressed the pool floor. Sigh of relief, but still creepy. Why would he do that? Mofo. >_>

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