So I got in trouble. AGAIN.
Goddamn college girls.
So, when I was college age, no college girls would give me the time of day.
Now that I'm older, well.... they all want to talk to me. Especially when they see my lady friend.
This is NOT a bragging post. I've grown rather weary of being bitched at about something out of my control and I'm literally confused.
The place where lady friend and I go generally is a hub in the center of where the post office and gas station and market and tattoo parlor and where a shit ton of college housing is. It's a scene, man.
And this girl, if you've been following this forum, the girl who shouted out to me about how sexy my car is - which it isn't - happened to be there at the ice cream shop. Fuck.
I don't know what is with this girl, but she walks over, sits down, and flirts with me right in front of Sierra. And this girl, Stephanie, makes it readily and abundantly clear what she's interested in. And it's just the three of us sitting there. I could not believe it. Sierra was fuming to the point she didn't even know what to do.
So we get home and Sierra.... uh .... let's just say she climbed on top.
I asked her about the situation afterward and what the deal is, and she says it's my glasses and my hair.
What?
"You've got this little bit of grey on the sides and your hair sticks up. It's like spikey and curly and it sticks straight up. That girl obviously likes it and you are not to talk to her without my supervision ever."
So to the women who post on thie forum ... did I win the lottery? Am I in The Matrix? Or is this a Thing?