I would not have thought there was much worse in this world, embarrassment-wise, than saying, “Who’s mommy’s little princess? You are. You are” to your dog and looking up to see a super hot dude standing about 10 feet away. He was not apparently alert to the comic possibilities of the moment.
That was until recently.
This weekend, while out with quote-unquote friends, I brought up the subject of numbers … ya know, the number of, well, how do I put it? … the number of “sex partners” sounds so straight out of a STD pamphlet … but, yeah, the number of people you’ve gotten it on with.
So, I tell these two so-called friends my number, with a margin of error (I mean, I don’t keep a list). They then proceeded to tell my number to a friend of theirs (who is a complete stranger to me) while I was in the loo. Uh, yeeaah. This guy turned every lovin’ thing I said for the rest of the night into a double entendre.
The two Judases spent the evening accusing the other of saying the number or insisting they only divulged the margin of error number. You know who you are, bitches, and I will get my revenge. Mooah hahaha.
You know it’s bad when you’ve lost track of the exact number….or is that a good thing…yes, I think it’s good when one has lost track of ones number. Though I havn’t lost track, it becomes more difficult everyday to conjure up the list.
I’m really sorry to hear that. There are those that can be so insensitive with other peoples feels. You shouldn’t spend time with them anymore, they obviously have no respect for anything. To be that jaded, they must have Information Technology jobs.
I know, fuckin’ IT people. The worst. Absolute worst.
Now the question is: has the first digit of the number changed since last weekend?
Ooooh Ms. Monkey-Gurl, I don’t think it’s a big deal at all. The way I see it, the world would be a much better place if we all introduced ourselves to each other by our names, what we do, and how many people we’ve done :) That’s usually the case where I come from…
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