This girl I had coffee with awhile ago said she felt like me and her were in the "Friendzone". Well get this bullshit! Tonight she invited me over to her place for a little "party" involving her and her co-workers. I thought "Hey maybe this is my big chance."
About an hour into the event, this loud, obnoxious douchebag reveals that he is, in fact, the girl's boyfriend... so obviously I'm appaled and devasted at the secret this girl has been hiding from me. THEN, he makes note of the fact that he never would've gotten with her, HAD HE NOT SPENT THE 20 DOLLARS TO REGISTER ON HOT OR NOT!!! HE FUCKING MET HER ON HOT OR NOT!!!!!
So the night progresses.. I drink my beer, meanwhile the girl's somewhat attractive and very drunk/slutty roomate starts hitting on me...I COULD'VE GONE IN HER FUCKING ROOM!!! But I decide to be a decent human being and not succumb to her erotic suggestions (a decision I would later deeply regret).
So I'm just standing around, and the girl's infantile b/f manages to drop a beer bottle on the floor, then cut himself deeply trying to pick up the remains. I clean up the mess, and by this point, the stupid twat is comtemplating, out loud, whether or not to go buy some coke from his sister. He does. The girl is obviously ashamed, and rightfully so, then proceeds to pass out.
So I leave.
Our next MSN convo will be a good one for sure.