Two shots and Im out
I was walking across the parking lot when a gentleman stopped me. He stuttered, trying to find the right words, before finally telling me, “Hey, are you Vietnamese?” I responded with a “Uh yeah.” Then he said, “I just wanted to let you know you’re pretty.” I thanked him and tried to continue on my journey towards the library, but he interjected by cutting me off and continuing with chit chat. By that point I thought, “OKAY. WHATEVER. I DON’T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO RIGHT NOW ANYWAYS” so I returned the chit chat. We sat on some stone ledges by the Philosophy building where he proceeded to ask me a bunch of questions about school, what I do in my spare time, my relationship status, and just a plethora of things. I didn’t want to tell all which made me appear defensive with every question that was thrown at me. Eventually I told him that I’m not interested in Hispanics, which didn’t really deter him away. The talk went on and eventually he had to get to his class and I told him I was going to go to the library and read. He asked me for a form of contact, a number, facebook, email, instagram, something. But I politely refused and told him to just look for me around school. “Good luck” I said.
I’m at school two days a week and out of the two days, only one of the days do I actually show my face around the campus. The chance of meeting is slim.
He was a pushy, pushy 26 year old hailing from Westminster. I don’t even remember his name. But that’s probably because I had taken whiskey before the encounter haha.