“Hey! Love you long time!”
Ok. Hmmmm. You were expecting what when you yelled that out of your window at me? First of all, you’re driving a freaking Sunfire. A random guy in a Sunfire yelling ‘love you long time’ in a parking lot. Not something that’s going to impress a girl. And certainly NOT this girl.
This my friends is why I’m single. This is apparently the caliber of, in the broadest of possible meanings, men out there. Oh and it gets better, Sunfire guy wasn’t the only gem of the day. Here’s the second. I had the worst first date of my life today…we met for coffee (that was fine, I love coffee) and randomly he says me “I thought you were skinnier when I met you last week. So how much do you weigh?”
WTF???
I was speechless.
Yeah. He asked me how much I weighed. That’s really not an acceptable question. You’re neither my doctor, personal trainer, kinesiologist or any form of government identification form. And I’m not sure that they ask me questions like that either.
