|Current mood:|| amused|
|Current music:||Bastard by EXIT|
Guys can be such dumbasses...
So it's 11:30 at night and the phone rings... I pick it up and the guy on the other end asks who I am... Trying not to be a smartass, I ask who he is, he says Jeff.... At the moment I have no fucking clue who he is... Then he asks how my phone number got in his phone.... At that point I am about to lose it, but I remain nice and say 'I don't know'... Conversation persists and he asks me if I have FacetheJury or Hotornot... I don't have either but I said hotornot, not thinking clearly b/c I am amazed at his stupitity.... Of course he has him obvious moron friends in the back ground asking guy like question: 'What is she wearing, what does she look like?' I'm thinking ' God, what dumbasses'...He then asks when I am going to Columbus to party, which I don't drive up there unless its for a show...I told him he'd have to come here if he wanted to see me...He then has the balls to say that we need to start talking again and that he might call me again...After talking to him I remember how we started talking in the first place (which was not through Hotornot, at least not directly with me but a friend of mine..Remind me to thank her later..) I will give him the fact that he was at a bar and highly likely drunk but don't call me again at 11:30 on a week night,lol...