The Society of Weird People

[Homie Four]

So, my other encounter with that flirt dude:

Me: *walks into Petsmart, ready for work*
Flirt Guy: "Hey, Hannah" *smooth, flirty voice*
Me: "Hello" *blunt, uninterested voice*
Him: "So, nice day"
Me: "Yep *still uninterested*

*Later*

Him: "There you are!" *friendly, still flirty voice*
Me: "Yes.. ?"
Him: *Places hand on back, looks into my eyes* "Hi"
Me: *Stiffened, muscles tensed, eyes wide, teeth grit,*


 My reaction... I was so stiffened up I pulled a hip muscle!!

Who is this guy? xD

 

[Chickenfan4life]

Quote: An @$$hole creep

 

[Homie Four]

An @$$hole creep

If it were me, I'd be jerkish xD my friends know me for being mean to guys who try flirting with me xP

 

[MsChickenMomma]

Hey, at least guys flirt with you!

I have never been flirted with.
























no joke.

 

[Chickenfan4life]

Quote: Oh, believe me, I am a jerk to him. @$$hole creep... >_<

 

[NinjaRooster]

Oh, believe me, I am a jerk to him. @$$hole creep... >_<

I get the feeling that if he can't read that very obvious sign, then he is either crazy or he likes it. Lets pray that he gets the memo...

 

[Chickenfan4life]

Quote: I think he likes how uncomfortable I am. Because I have blatantly told him to screw off. He wont. My only next step is to... Pretty much cause him some slight discomfort, so to speak.

 

[charnic44]

I think he likes how uncomfortable I am. Because I have blatantly told him to screw off. He wont. My only next step is to... Pretty much cause him some slight discomfort, so to speak.

*evil grin*

 

[NinjaRooster]

I think he likes how uncomfortable I am. Because I have blatantly told him to screw off. He wont. My only next step is to... Pretty much cause him some slight discomfort, so to speak.

(I wouldn't do that... He might seek revenge...)

 

[purplesquirrel]

So today I dressed up as a giant spoon in gym shorts and then went around hoisting strangers over my shoulders screaming, ''you're an egg YOU'RE AN EGG' racing down the street, taking their punches and kicks to my spine and and stomach. I then helped an old lady across the road who didn't actually want to cross the road and was trying to get in her house.
I got chased down an alleyway by a security guard who thought I'd been shoplifted from a kitchenware store by a school kid on their lunch break.
Whilst I sheltered behind a dumpster I was approached by a slightly larger spoon in a cardboard box who tried to snuggle up to me. I shoved him away and ran off with his slightly better looking mate who worked part time as a dish for a posh restaurant my mum used to own.

The moral of the story is, always say your please and thank you's and if you hear the postman coming, always wrench the door open just before he puts his hand out with your mail (this is even more effective if it's incredibly early in the morning...and it's dark, very dark.