Now that the weather's finally turned decent and hopefully will stay that way for the next several months, we've begun taking our breaks outside again. We just sit on the sidewalk in front of Radio Shack. Nobody's ever told us we have to move away from there.
So we're just chillaxin' on our lunch break, watching people stream in and out of cars and give us "Hrrmmmppphhh, lookit the wage slaves sitting around not helping us" cat-butt faces, when this skeezy-looking guy comes around the corner and fires up a cigarette and takes a couple puffs.
"Hey there, are you enjoying the beautiful day we're having today?" and we turn and regard the skeezy-looking guy because it appears he's trying to communicate with us. "Yeah, nice day."
Then skeezy-looking guy decides to chat up my younger, female co-worker. "Hey, do you have a boyfriend?" and she answers in the affirmative, because she lives with her boyfriend after all.
"Oh. My ex-girlfriend's father doesn't want me around her any more." and we decide that would be a good time to get up and head inside.
When we get inside, we find that skeezy-looking guy had chatted up a couple other co-workers, because at the swamp we do employ all kinds ladeez. And it was the same routine--do you have a boyfriend, female answers she does, he says his ex-girlfriend's father wants him to stay the hell away from her.
One of the girls who got hit upon told me "Somebody should search his house for body parts or something." I dunno. Guy could just have no clue whatsoever how to talk to women, or he could be a psycho.
So we're just chillaxin' on our lunch break, watching people stream in and out of cars and give us "Hrrmmmppphhh, lookit the wage slaves sitting around not helping us" cat-butt faces, when this skeezy-looking guy comes around the corner and fires up a cigarette and takes a couple puffs.
"Hey there, are you enjoying the beautiful day we're having today?" and we turn and regard the skeezy-looking guy because it appears he's trying to communicate with us. "Yeah, nice day."
Then skeezy-looking guy decides to chat up my younger, female co-worker. "Hey, do you have a boyfriend?" and she answers in the affirmative, because she lives with her boyfriend after all.
"Oh. My ex-girlfriend's father doesn't want me around her any more." and we decide that would be a good time to get up and head inside.
When we get inside, we find that skeezy-looking guy had chatted up a couple other co-workers, because at the swamp we do employ all kinds ladeez. And it was the same routine--do you have a boyfriend, female answers she does, he says his ex-girlfriend's father wants him to stay the hell away from her.
One of the girls who got hit upon told me "Somebody should search his house for body parts or something." I dunno. Guy could just have no clue whatsoever how to talk to women, or he could be a psycho.
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