Nothing kills the mood faster than your partner making a passive aggressive comment then doubling down on it. Not worth my headache, see yourself out. Onto the next one.
Spent the night at someone else’s place, she packed me a lunch on my way out this morning. I get to work, and another girl is waiting for me with a lunch for today. Whoops….
Her: You’re only nice to me because you wanna fuck me.
Me: not at all*
*I’m nice because I’m attracted to you and want you as my gf; but also, if we fuck you’d be the 3rd girl this week, and the other two are asking about when I’ll see them again. Don’t get it twisted.
Coworker: do anything fun for your birthday?
Me: nothing too crazy, just a small celebration with a friend.
What that friend was texting me leading up to it:
Hold on, hold on, hold on… you’re telling me there’s women who expect you to send them money to help them out but then can’t be bothered to return a text? And if you say something then it’s transactional!?!?! Nah, miss me with that bs.
How your neighbour’s adult daughter (she has some sort of glandular problem and still lives at home) looks at you after you realise that you accidentally took two doses of your son’s Elvanse ninety minutes ago and wander out into the garden to wait it out
If you can't offer basic courtesy like a text back, don't expect my support. Mutual respect isn't a transaction, it's common decency. You’ve lost your damn mind thinking otherwise.
Creepy 53 yr old coworker: I like my women petite. Check that one out (as a girl walks across the street from the office).
Me: I’m good, I like my women with curves, I have a thick dick so they need to be able to bounce on it.
CW: 😶
He’s been quiet since, that’s a win.
Update to the oil change story, the girl at the front desk covered the cost as a birthday gift. She said, “you can take me to dinner so we can finish celebrating.”