OK- 2 funny stories about phone numbers both in the same night:
Situation 1:
I went out to dinner at a local restaurant/bar. It is a really cool place I found near where I live that has ping pong tables and corn hole and just big fun. So my group of friends and I were making a night of it. A group of three guys approached a girlfriend of mine and I and started trying to make small talk. We both knew where this was going and honestly neither of us had an interest in the gentlemen so we politely excused ourselves to go meet back up with the rest of our group. OH before we could scramble away one of the guys asked if he could get my number. I politely :) told him I didn't give my number to strangers and he said "how am I suppose to not become a stranger if you don't give me your number"...good one buddy, real original. I didn't feel like debating this guy and I have a tendency to not be able to be frank and rude so I gave the man a fake number. All was well until later in the evening when we were leaving and the guy finds me and says "thanks for giving me a wrong number, I tried it and it wasn't you"...I mean, what did he expect? Had he not seen the movie "She is just not that into you?"
Situation 2:
During the same evening our group of friends start talking to another group near us. I am being all chatty with this one gentleman, not because I was interested at all, no b/c I thought he was gay and thus not a threat. We went on and on all night being witty and having a big time. It got to be late and our group decided it was time to call it an evening. We were almost to the car when the guy came running up behind us and "asked if he could get my number". So I gave him my number half confused (this time I gave out the correct digits as I had just been called out less than 5 minutes before for using a fake). I get into the car with a shocked look on my face and turn to my friends. "Was he not obviously gay, I mean am I completely wrong?" Why did the gay guy want my number? The consensus in the car was that he was definitely sending out gay vibes but that it was quite strange that he asked for my number. Sure enough, next day I receive a text from apparently "the cute Russian guy that I flirted with last night" as he self-proclaimed himself. What? Not gay? So apparently foreign can also come across as gay?
Moral of the story, I'm going to start saying I don't own a phone. Yep, no cell to reach me on, no email address to be contacted at... I'm just a roamer, an artist even... who knows, some good story that leaves me without contact info.
Until next time... Blog On!
Situation 1:
I went out to dinner at a local restaurant/bar. It is a really cool place I found near where I live that has ping pong tables and corn hole and just big fun. So my group of friends and I were making a night of it. A group of three guys approached a girlfriend of mine and I and started trying to make small talk. We both knew where this was going and honestly neither of us had an interest in the gentlemen so we politely excused ourselves to go meet back up with the rest of our group. OH before we could scramble away one of the guys asked if he could get my number. I politely :) told him I didn't give my number to strangers and he said "how am I suppose to not become a stranger if you don't give me your number"...good one buddy, real original. I didn't feel like debating this guy and I have a tendency to not be able to be frank and rude so I gave the man a fake number. All was well until later in the evening when we were leaving and the guy finds me and says "thanks for giving me a wrong number, I tried it and it wasn't you"...I mean, what did he expect? Had he not seen the movie "She is just not that into you?"
Situation 2:
During the same evening our group of friends start talking to another group near us. I am being all chatty with this one gentleman, not because I was interested at all, no b/c I thought he was gay and thus not a threat. We went on and on all night being witty and having a big time. It got to be late and our group decided it was time to call it an evening. We were almost to the car when the guy came running up behind us and "asked if he could get my number". So I gave him my number half confused (this time I gave out the correct digits as I had just been called out less than 5 minutes before for using a fake). I get into the car with a shocked look on my face and turn to my friends. "Was he not obviously gay, I mean am I completely wrong?" Why did the gay guy want my number? The consensus in the car was that he was definitely sending out gay vibes but that it was quite strange that he asked for my number. Sure enough, next day I receive a text from apparently "the cute Russian guy that I flirted with last night" as he self-proclaimed himself. What? Not gay? So apparently foreign can also come across as gay?
Moral of the story, I'm going to start saying I don't own a phone. Yep, no cell to reach me on, no email address to be contacted at... I'm just a roamer, an artist even... who knows, some good story that leaves me without contact info.
Until next time... Blog On!
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