Oh the Comedy of Errors that is my love life.

So a few weeks ago I meet this chick in a library. Some of you might not know this, but I have horrible terrible vision, not as bad as say Stick, but it’s pretty bad. It’s something like 150/20. Couple that with my retarded immune system being prone for infections, it’s pretty hard. I forget my glasses and I ask this nice young lady to read something for me and we start conversing.

After a bit, she comes back with me to my table and we start talking, having some fun conversation, and I’m being my charming usual self. Numbers are exchanged and everyone wins.

Over the course of the next few weeks we talk, hang out, etc. etc. One night, it’s pretty late, I’ve finally recovered from my slight illness from a few weeks prior and she asks if I want to go over. So I do.

Turns out she has a really really hot and really really smart roommate. I immediately lost all interest in the original girl and settle it completely on her roommate. So after some slight drama, I talk to the original girl, tell her what’s up and ask her roommate out on a date.

Fast Forward to last Friday night. We’re getting ready for dinner and she gets called into work last minute so we have to post-pone. No big deal, I immediately make other plans and have fun. She asks to go on saturday, I’m like, ok, no biggie. So come saturday, we get something to eat and head over to a coffee shop and get some drinks and ice-cream. Everything’s great, we’re talking and blah blah blah. She’s brilliant. She is witty, intelligent and beautiful.

Her mind alone, I’m mentally masturbating furiously over. God, she’s so smart. We’re having a great conversation, everything’s going cool. Then she asks me what I want to do. I give her my three dreams:

  • Become an Occupational Therapist and work with Orthopedically Impaired children.
  • Start a restaurant that is pretty much a Japanese Hooters.
  • Buy a boat and sail the seas, travel the world and one day die in a fierce gun/sword battle with pirates.

She’s a bit startled with the first one. Here is where everything comes CRASHING down. See, she is full of rage and hate. She can’t fathom why I would want to help people. Seeing as at the moment, I do volunteer my time and efforts towards special ed children and sometimes at hospitals/libraries/etc. She doesn’t realize that yes, you CAN help people without getting paid for it. She thinks it’s stupid and then our conversation steers towards how much she hates the world, how jaded she is and how she just loves to piss people off and take people down. Did I also mention that this is the same girl who’s house I went to that night I got attacked by the druggie homeless dude? Yeah. Double Whammy!

Anyway, she’s all jaded and hateful and full of rage. The kind that will snap at the smallest thing. So we finished up and I bounced right out of there. I couldn’t help but laugh at my recent luck with women.

Cliffs: Women are fucking insane. Especially catholic ones. My life is a hilarious comedy of errors. And druggies hate me.

you’re gonna fall desperately in love with a catholic korean wimmenz.

Oh and another thing, she was playing the apathetic, leave me hanging and begging to be with her game. I decided I didn’t want to play and after our date, didn’t bother contacting her and now she’s texting me telling me, “Good night! I hope you sleep well! Talk to you tomorrow!”

I can’t find an emoticon big enough.

for trifling women…

you’ve gotta scare the bitches into liking you, Sirc.

here are some pointers:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RfO-nFybKoM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=afTN1MdllFs

Sample of part of our conversation:

Me: Yeah I want to help them.
Her: Why?
Me: What do you mean why? Nobody else wants to do it and I’m blessed with the patience to do it.
Her: But… they’re going to die anyway. Why don’t you put your talents to something else that’ll help more people who can use it?
Me: Uh… well, because they’re suffering from some pretty heavy shit and I’d like to give them some help before they go. You know, so they can live a half-decent life and die knowing they had a friend.
Her: Oh well, I guess.
Me: I see where you’re coming from, but, I think that this’ll better serve humanity than me becoming a salesman or IT guy.
Her: But you’ll make more money doing the other things.
Me: That’s not all that important…

this is where you be like “yeah true” etc and buy her bullshit, then fuck her. then leave. you’ll make her happy by proving her right at least.

also, LOL at going round to a girls house and then asking out her flatmate. that is gold.

Thats probly what she wanted. Should’ve hit it Sushi…

Btw: Did she really say that? 'cos thats just… mean.

what you should do is stop taking girls to fucking tea parties. having tea with a girl tells her youre a pretentious poetry reading douche, taking a girl to a bar tells her you wanna ease up in it.

I thought you weren’t allowed to post here anymore?? Tut tut.

Alex you fail to realize that America != New Zealand.

Our bars are not the same as yours.

Sorry, I’m not a whore. :frowning:

what, they dont serve booze? take her to a club then. invite her round for a few drinks then hit the town, you know something to get them excited, get those good hormones pumping. not a cup of FUCKING TEA which would only be considered a hot date if both people involved where alive during WW2.

Lol, was joking. I keep forgeting that sarcasm only translates into text when you label it…

sirc,

two of my friends are OT’s. are you sure you know what you would be getting yourself into? cause, damn i hate hearing them talk about their work.

it’s a noble profession but definitely not for the squeamish.

Man you should just provide a bunch of forged data revealing that OTs make huge bank

OR get her pregnant with someone else’s semen - preferably an enemy so you can ruin two lives with one brat

Why dont you do what I did. Marry her. Marry the insane catholic chick that hates everyone.

Toxic. You need to cut her face as a warning to others.

Seriously, people with no empathy make me go cold inside.

Does altruism really exist? :happy4:

Did she say why she was going through her angst stage?

What Alex said.

TKD, ballet and archery…FTW!

OK, first mistake:

Japanese Hooters should have been first. Why? Japanese Hooters should always be first. You played the sensative card and got trumped by the greed card. You probably figured she would be offended at the objectification of women and would have labeled you a pig.

How it should have read. My three dreams:

  1. Start a Japenese Hooters so I can cash in on the objectification of women who are needing to earn tons of cash for college so they can pursue a Public Relations Degree. This ton of cash will allow me to:
  2. Buy a boat and sail the seas researching enviormental concers and one day die in a fierce gun/sword battle with pirates after I:
  3. Become an Occupational Therapist and work with Orthopedically Impaired children and try and placte my accountant and offset all the huge Jack I’m pulling in and try and get some tax write-offs

you are hitting every area a woman could care about
money, kids, money, the planet, money, women’s rights, money

I know. I’ve worked with ortho kids for a while. It’s very difficult and destroys my soul and sometimes I cry over these kids, but man, do they make life worth living.