
This is not the dude I'm talkin' about... lol but check out his hands-free invention... a rubberband. LMAO
Like two months or so ago, I was at ATLantic station walking to the parking deck to get in my car. This dude came running up behind me and started walking nsync. I was a little weirded out, but whatever… He had the balls to chase after me and say what’s up so I gave him 15 seconds of face time. lol He was nice, but I was simply not interested. Even after I told him I was not interested and would not want to waste his time, he insisted that I give him my number for “networking purposes”. I was like, “aiight” out of feeling pressured. So, for the past two months or so, he has been dropping me texts, phone calls, voice messages where he leaves his phone number all slowly, lol, and I seriously have not had one conversation with him. One time he texted me and I pretended to be “my man” and said… “She’s at work, I’ll let her know you txted her” and he said, “ok, thank you.” lol I don’t find amusement in torturing people, so this is why I tell people I don’t want to waste their time. This one got thru the cracks tho! So, he calls me a couple days ago and I didn’t recognize the number, but I picked up wondering who the hell it was… it was him! ahhhh! This is how the convo went…
Me: “Hello?”
Stalker: “Hey you… how you been? I’ve been trying to get in touch with you.”
Me: “I’m good… Who’s this?”
Stalker: “This is _________ from Atlantic Station that one day.”
Me: ……………………….. “oh… ok, what’s up?”
Stalker: “Nothin just seein’ how you’re doing, haven’t talked to you in a while.”
Me: In my head, “You haven’t talked to me period!” but I said… ”Yea… I’m sorry… it’s just that my man and I are pretty serious now so I really don’t have a need to talk to people who aren’t already close friends.”
Stalker: “Oh forreal?! So, it’s like that? You don’t even want to talk anymore?”
Me: In my head, “hell yea it’s like that… and we never talked!” but I said…”Pretty much… there’s no point and I don’t want to waste your time.”
Stalker: “Aiight… well, so do you want me to stop calling you? do you want me to delete your number?”
Me: “Basically.”
Stalker: “… ok… I’ll do that then… Are you going to delete my number?”
Me: In my head, “it was never added!!!” but I said… “Yea, I’ll delete your number.”
>>>This was just a little ranDUMBness for ya! Didn’t mean to be a biatch but desperation is funny.<<<






hahaha damn i was hoping you were doing a post on the dude with the phone and rubber band!
He’s got that ancient bluetooth