So i've learned my lesson.
Never date your customers. Especially if they have a boyfriend or are fucking somebody
Because if things dont work out sometimes they can take things the wrong way.
I called up this girl that i went out with a couple times, no more. After the last time I see her, she stops returning my calls. So I think to myself that maybe she's just busy. So i play it cool, wait a couple weeks and call her again.
Check this.
So her boyfriend/roomate/whatever he is, answers the phone and asks who i am. Innocently I give him my name and he tells me to hold on. Next thing I know, he's giving me this speech about getting the hint, and asks me why i didnt get the hint.
I'm a pretty calm guy, i keep my cool and let him speak his mind. He tells me that i need to stop following her and stop looking for her and stop calling her.
I'm thinkig, okay cool, I can respect that if she doesnt want me calling her.
I have no problem with that. Why didnt she tell me herself?
And whats up with this dont follow or look for her shit?
Can people really be that conceited that if they see somebody they dont want to see that they think automatically that its because of them that a person is there?
Salt Lake City is a very small city, and driving a cab brings you in contact with a lot of bars. And one of those bars just may be your bar. So whats with the paranoia?
When a cab drives by and she sees the cab, does she think of me and therefore think that I am there not by coincedence, but because of some perverted unfulfilled lust?
Women can be very full of themselves sometimes. But I think it was something else. I think it had nothing to do with her thiking that I am stalking her just because she saw me drive by a few times.
I think it is because the last time I called her, I invited her out to join me and some friends for some wings at hooters.
She loves animals. Big mistake, but I'm already halfway into the message, so I figure that I will just play it cool and say that I made a mistake and forgot that she doesnt like animal cruelety and invited her to help us slaughter 150 chickens just so we could eat their wings.
Thats what it was. Its because me and 4 friends ate 150 chicken wings. That equals 75 chickens dying just for our benefit. That and several women wearing uncomfortable skimpy outfits just for our benefit as well. We were exploiting women AND chickens.
Those poor chickens.
Anyway, if she was woman enough, she could have just given it to me straight.
But she was scared for some stupid reason, probably because I condone the slaughter of innocent chickens. That or her boyfriend was freaked out and he had to set her ANd myself straight.
Fuck, who cares right?