I'll probably get my ass bitten back eventually by karma, but whatever this guy was asking for it.
Don't worry, not gonna publish any formal names and we will be directing this guy as "Robert." (First name that popped in my head.)
So I met this guy at a soiree I attended a few months ago. It was a formal business event to allow business students to meet with fellow "professionals" who worked in Human Resources departments. I never been to one in my life, it was a good experience even though most of the time it was spent trying to build the confidence to act cool, and try to slyly slide into conversations with people, -"mingling" is the word. Oh boy, they make it seem a lot easier on television than it really is. Especially in a room full of fellow students in their early twenties all dressed in suits, and trying to sound bussiness-sy, and everyone trying to get a minute with the Professionals.
I managed to be able to talk to one of the Professional, but I kid you not, not even 20 fucking seconds into our awkward conversation of
"Hi! My name is Tifa, nice to meet you. :D"
"Hello, Are you a student in Human Resources?"
"Ummm no.. I'm in Business but my dream is become a CEO, sorta like Sheryl Sandberg."
"Oh... well that's a big dream.." -starts to look past me, and loses interest.-
Next second you know another stupid student found the perfect opportunity to snatch her away from me! Ugh, fuck both bitches. Maybe I should have known what Human Resources [hiring people, and dealing with employee matters like safety and health] is about first before saying I'm not in that department, and I'm just here to support my cousin. Whoop, fail.
Damn, I was sweating through my dress so hard that day. FACK.
This nervousness, and loneliness lead me to desperation to finding a friend -in anyone apparently. The best way for me to open up a conversation is with a male acquaintance (sorry for sexism, but it's not my fault gamers are usually associated with males), and ask them if they played any games specifically League of Legends.
I managed to find one guy, Robert. He did not play League of Legends, but we talked about random shit like whats a good pub, about my online trolling.. random shit I like to tell strangers to make myself seem interesting. In this case.. maybe too interesting. During the time that I did not have anyone talked to, I turned to my phone. But of course I was careful not to whip it out at all times to avoid look unprofessional. :3 So naturally when he asked for my number, I couldn't say no. -_-
Biggest. Mistake. Of. My. Life.
Here I'll let the photos do the talking:
NOTICE THE DATES OF THE TEXT MESSAGES SENT.
I give this fucker NO reply and he insists on continuing on and try to say things to make me reply.
How come he can't understand what NOT INTERESTED means?
Should have made up an excuse about the phone being my mom's the moment he told me he failed 5 job interviews in a row. Something like that. Ugh.