I have recently had a small case of oneitus. A babe I've been seeing semi broke my heart lately and it hurts but, not close enough to cry about.
I decided that I must go sarging and try and replace her ASAP. I went shopping earlier and was completely out of state. I want the girl I'm with, not go seek others. What I noticed immediately was that once I started talking to new babes, that my half assed broken heart feelings were immediately replaced with that exciting feeling I always get when speaking to an HB I never knew before. Here is how the blow outs went.
Me, to an HB I #closed a year ago at a hardware store but, we never dated.
SK-you're still working here?
HB-almost 2 years now.
SK-do you remember me? You gave me your number last year but, you were seeing some dude so we never went out.
HB-oh yeah, I only gave it like twice but, yes we're still together and everything is all good.
SK-great, glad you rang me up today. Happy St. Paddys.
These were at the mall.
SK-hey
HB-hi
(she looked very young)
SK-how old are you?
HB-I'm 19
SK-excellent, what's your #?
HB-I have a girlfriend.
SK-you can put her # in too if you wish.
HB-no, I really can't. I'm only into gals. Bet you're surprised aren't you?
SK-nothing shocks me anymore, Happy St Paddys.
HB-you too.
(I enter a store with NIN playing about the 5:28 mark of this
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UEW8riKU ... ata_player)
SK-hey
HB-hey
SK-I love this song.
HB-me too, who is it?
SK-it's Trent Reznor
HB-I like that shirt too.
SK-I got it in Chicago. What's your #?
HB-oh, I have a boyfriend.
SK-that's okay, I'll just text you so who cares?
HB-actually he's a pretty good guy.
SK-you're awesome anyway, Happy St Paddys
(to a really hot babe without a wedding ring)
SK-hey, you're not wearing a ring. What happened?
(gives me a disgusted look, turns around and walks)
Whatever, next.
HB-can I help you find anything?
SK-I'm getting jeans.
HB-the men's side of the store is over there.
SK-I know but, all the hot chicks work on this side so, I always stroll through.
HB-oh, well there's a girl on that side that can help you.
SK-how old are you?
HB-I'm 20
SK-you're too young to be this cute. Put your # in my phone.
HB-why?
SK-cause than I can call you in 5 days.
HB-I'm seeing someone but, the gal over there isn't.
SK-if I get her #, just pretend we never met.
HB-okay.
(girl #2 other side of store actually looks pretty hot)
SK-OMG, could you be any cuter!!?
HB-ha ha, thanks.
SK-are you gonna watch the UFC tonight?
HB-I'm going out for St. Patricks.
SK-right, me too after the fights. What's your #?
HB-are you gonna call me or something?
SK-no, I'm gonna post it in the men's bathroom and say "for a good time call"
HB-lol, it's xxx-xxx-xxxx
SK-this might be fake so I won't even ask your name. If you get a text that starts with "hey trollface" you'll know it's me. I'm SLIPKNOT.
HB-okay.
SK-happy St Paddys, see ya.
I switch malls cause this one was out of anything I'd fuck. The only thing I clearly recall doing in the correct fashion was speaking slowly, holding eye contact, being relaxed, and not giving a fuck about the outcome. The rest was basically garbage.
SK-hi
HB-hi
SK-if I didn't at least try to meet you today, I'd be mad at myself. What's your #?
HB-I don't think my bf would like it if I gave that to you.
SK-I knew you had one but, I don't care. So, what is it?
HB-for real, we've been together a long time. I like him.
SK-high five to that.
We did.
SK-happy St Paddys too.
HB-you too.
SK-hey
HB-hi
SK-on a scale of 1 to 10, how fake is your personality?
HB-what? I guess a 3?
SK-that's awful. I thought you were creative.
HB-okay fine, it's 7.
SK-what are the rest of your #s?
HB-I live in a different area code.
SK-I'm confused. Just punch it in for me.
HB-who are you?
SK-you don't know me? I'm SLIPKNOT.
HB-I almost did but, I have a boyfriend you know.
SK-tell him he sucks(joking) and do what's best for me.
HB-not gonna happen Mr.
SK-happy St Paddys day anyway.
HB-fo sho
After this exchange, I noticed I'm running some really bad game. I didn't care. My focus today was to get over the AFC oneitus I got and these exchanges were helping a ton.
Skills360 had me watch a video that was exactly what I was living. I decided since today wasn't about #s it was about not being an AFC bitch like I've been for a week, I just pushed it further.
SK-hi bratface
HB-what? Hi.
SK-I'm not always nice but, I can be.
HB-okay
SK-let's hook up but, not until you put steaks in your hair.
HB-I don't even know you.
SK-I stopped caring a while ago.
HB-caring about what?
SK-Nevermind, you're gonna look perfect on my couch.
HB-wow, are you serious?
SK-I'm sure of it. What's your #?
HB-I have a boyfriend.
SK-look, I'm sure you do but, he probably lives with his mom. That's hot.
HB-I do too.
SK-do you have curfew?
HB-no but, I can't just do what I want either.
SK-that's too bad because, I can. Happy St Paddys.
HB-yes, you too.
SK-hi
HB-hi
SK-I'm not gonna lie, you are exactly what I aim for with chicks.
HB-what's that supposed to mean?
SK-it means give me your # so we can hook up soon.
HB-that's ok. I have a boyfriend.
SK-are you like way into him, or just messing around?
HB-we're kinda serious.
SK-stay gorgeous and happy St Paddys
HB-you too
I left this mall and even though I got blown out all day, I didn't hurt at all, I in fact felt great just getting back into state of talking to strangers and not giving a fuck about the outcome.
No more oneitus. I went to a bar later at night with friends.
SK-(to my waitress at her server computer) here's my friends tab.
HB-thanks
SK-I'd be mad if I didn't try to get your # today. What is it?
HB-OMG, I'm so flattered. I actually have a boyfriend.
SK-you're blushing bigtime. Sorry. It's okay, it will be our little secret, so go ahead.
HB-I'm so so flattered you asked. I've been with him for a long time.
SK-whatever, you still did a great job tonight.
HB-thank you so much.
SK-I'll see you next UFC, happy St Paddys.
HB-yes, you too
I left that bar and went to a different bar I used to work at. You can read about it here in a different lay report.
detailed-snl-report-with-a-bad-ending-vt128681.html
I get there and go into the basement and immediately see an attractive brunette dancing with her gf.
SK-hi
HB-what are you up to.
SK-just on my way home from the fights.
HB-I didn't watch. How did GSP do?
SK-oh, he won again.
HB-what happened?
SK-well he just tackled and ground and pounded Diaz the whole time.
HB-how many rounds?
SK-it went all 5. Diaz was just taunting him when they on their feet and stuff, St Pierre was doing damage but never enough to knock him out. He was striking much more than usual.
HB-awesome, I rarely miss the fights.
SK-who are your friends?
HB-this is Katie. That's Amanda, that's my sister in law Michelle, this is my husband.
SK-oh, I don't want him pissed I'm taking to you.
Justin-hey what's up man?
(we shake hands)
SK-I'm SLIPKNOT. Just telling your wife about the fights. The Hendrickson fight was cool too.
Justin-oh fuck, I missed it bro.
SK-whatever, I'm going back up to the dance floor.
Justin-happy St Patricks day!
(fist bump)
SK-you too man.
I went back up and see a 4 set enter. They sit at the main bar. It's pretty much an HB8.5 with 3 fat chicks. I go straight for the target as 2 of them were wearing green upside down funnel looking hats.
SK-hey girls
Girls-hi
SK-if I give you some beads can I have one of your hats?
HB-these are the only ones we have.
(at this point the target and her friend turned their stools to face each other. I just stood there waIting for the target to look back)
A third bitch-CAN YOU LEAVE MY SISTERS ALONE FOR FUCKS SAKE?
SK-sorry, yes, have a nice night.
I went outside to smoke with my friend. When we got outside, some drunk guy was all up in some chicks face. She didn't look comfortable.
SK-hey man, she's just not that into you.
Drunk guy-what are you gonna do about it.
SK-you're outnumbered. Just leave her alone.
Drunk guy-really, well do something than.
My friend-Mutha fucka, are you threatening SLIPKNOT?
Drunkguy-(goes to borrow a lighter from inside the doorway)
HB-thank you so much.
(she walked over next to me, we start hugging)
Drunk guy-you stupid bitch, I'm done with this.
SK-good, step off or I will kick you in the face.
Drunk guy-you stupid slut, you're a whore.
(HB, my friend, and I go back into the bar.)
HB-OMG, that guy has been stalking me all night.
SK-no worries, I'll chat at ya soon.
That girl was a thin looking 7. I wasn't interested so I just ejected.
So all in all, I got beat down all day by HBs. It didn't hurt a bit and now I'm recovered fully from oneitus.
I forgot how awful having oneitus is. It's horrible. It's giving all the power of your happiness over to someone who doesn't care as much as you do. I haven't had it in years and now know a great way to overcome it.
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