Besides waking up at 4:30 AM with what would seem to be food poisoning, I had the pleasure of talking to yet another gentleman (and I use the term ever so lightly) who felt that, because he had put in the effort of giving me twenty minutes worth of two- or three-word answers, he was entitled to see me naked.
Craig: show me a pic, i earned it
Me:Hahaha, nice try, but no. That's not how it works.
Craig:yes
Me: I have no obligations to you whatsoever.
Craig: u dont, but i think i earned one
Me: And you're fully entitled to that opinion.
Craig: not an opimion, its a fact
Me: Yes, it is a fact that you think you earned one.
Craig: eew
Me: It's a good thing you teach history and not science, haha.
Craigh: eew again
Yea, supposedly he teaches high school history to the special ed kids. I fear for our nation's youth.
Anyhow, I actually got to meet up with one of the guys who's been blowing up my cell phone lately. Ah, yes, Mr. Chocolate Snicker Bar. I invited him to a cosplay picnic (mind you, this man is 39 years old) so we could meet in front of all my friends. Standard procedure, and I figured if he could handle a crap-ton of otaku, he was probably alright. He ended up showing up for about five minutes, giving me a bag of paper plates and plastic utensils, talking about pretty much nothing, then going back home to finish mulching. Ah. Adults are weird. I hope he doesn't think that lets him off the hook for hanging out with my friends the first time. No shortcuts. :P
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