So on my birthday we went out clubbing.
While there were like a billion annoying sleazy guys, there was one that was quite funny. He comes behind me and puts his arms around my waist. I turn around and go, no thanks. Then he asks “Why?”
Why??? Seriously??? You want to ask why??? How about you’re ugly, and gross, and disgusting, and I just don’t want to dance with you??? But too bad I just shrugged him off and said “because I said so”.
He was highly offended and pissed off by this. He and all his friends were greasing me off the whole night but whateverrrr.
AT and I went for coffee today and I was telling her about this guy she was like “OMG what about the Indian guy in the suit trying to molest you all night?!?!?! I pointed it out to DL to try to help protect you but he thought it was funny”. Okay… Not funny. At. All.
I remember at one point, the club got so packed that I was being pushed by a wave of people. So I stopped dancing and stood there, waiting for the wave to pass but then realised it continued for awhile. Then I realised it was some stupid guy behind me trying to grind and I’m like WTF! OMG.. *shiver*
I hate guys at clubs.
