Last week at the med school mixer, a guy approached me for a cigarette and I told him to buzz off. I hate it when people I don’t know walk right up to me and ask for a stoke. I think it’s rude. Plus, I’m kind of in a chain-smoking phase right now and wasn’t sure that I’d have enough for the entire evening.
After the initial brush-off, the guy returned and this time tried to guilt me into giving him a cigarette.
“Get lost, creep,” I said.
I turned to ‘wine-time’ girl and said, “I can’t stand guys like that. They’re good looking and intelligent and they approach someone like me thinking that I’ll fall all over them and give them whatever they want. He doesn’t give a phooey about me, doesn’t want to know me. He just wants a cigarette and thinks he can take advantage of me in that respect.
A few days later….
Message on my machine from ‘wine-time girl’: So that guy the other night approached you because he thought you were cute and thought the cigarette line would be a good entrĂ©e. Apparently after you told him to sit and spin, he wandered around the group whining to everyone about what a snit you were and how you wouldn’t give him the time of day.
Upon hearing this message, I do not feel bad; instead I laugh hysterically. Yeah, I shouldn’t be dating right now.
Saturday, October 07, 2006
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