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GROSS! I was coming home tonight, and I'd just come into the little driveway/parking lot thingie in front of my house, and this dude is just driving out, and he stops and smiles at me out the window, so I sort of smile back in that "I'm polite and friendly but also terribly busy and distracted so don't try to engage me in conversation, random person" way that I do, and he's all like, "You don't remember me, do you?" So I'm all, umm... and he tells me he used to deliver my groceries from ASDA* and I'm like, oh, and he's like, "Yeah, I used to really fancy you," and I'm like, slightly more uncomfortable oh, and then, THEN! He says, "Well, aren't you going to invite me in for a coffee?"

Because, what, ten hours in a job I hate isn't enough misery for one day? I want to compound my pain by letting some deviant rape me in my own home? And even if I were to give him the benefit of the doubt and not just assume he's a creepy rapist, what man is stupid enough not to realise that any woman you say that to is instantly going to automatically think that you're a creepy rapist?

The moral of this story is, people need to stop acting like creepy rapists!

*And dudes, I'm not being stuck up because I too work in a low-paying monkey-level job, but who the fuck remembers someone you see for ten minutes once a month?

(no subject)

GROSS! I was coming home tonight, and I'd just come into the little driveway/parking lot thingie in front of my house, and this dude is just driving out, and he stops and smiles at me out the window, so I sort of smile back in that "I'm polite and friendly but also terribly busy and distracted so don't try to engage me in conversation, random person" way that I do, and he's all like, "You don't remember me, do you?" So I'm all, umm... and he tells me he used to deliver my groceries from ASDA* and I'm like, oh, and he's like, "Yeah, I used to really fancy you," and I'm like, slightly more uncomfortable oh, and then, THEN! He says, "Well, aren't you going to invite me in for a coffee?"

Because, what, ten hours in a job I hate isn't enough misery for one day? I want to compound my pain by letting some deviant rape me in my own home? And even if I were to give him the benefit of the doubt and not just assume he's a creepy rapist, what man is stupid enough not to realise that any woman you say that to is instantly going to automatically think that you're a creepy rapist?

The moral of this story is, people need to stop acting like creepy rapists!

*And dudes, I'm not being stuck up because I too work in a low-paying monkey-level job, but who the fuck remembers someone you see for ten minutes once a month?