The Adventures of Chubby Chocolate

CONFESSIONS & RAMBLINGS OF A CHUBBY BLACK GIRL ON THE VERGE OF 30.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

DIGIT BAMBOOZLED!

Until my December trip home to JA, my schedule is jam packed with meetings...This happens every year to ensure work gets done before people embark on their holiday trips, I guess.

I'm back at the office from a long day of boring meetings with people who engage in verbal masturbation (they like the sound of their voice), ass kissing and feather fluffing. As I wind down the day, getting ready to head home and re connect with my satelite dish (I turned it back on after disconnecting it to teach my brother a lesson on assisting me with the house bills...Long story, nother post), it dawned on me: I was bamboozled for my digits!! Let me explain....

I'm in my car at a traffic light. I just got out of a three hour meeting, on my way to another one. I'm concentrating on the subject of the next meeting. A guy walks on the cross walk. I look at him and think, "He's a cutey," and then my mind focuses back on work. Then I hear, "Excuse me. Hello." I look up and it's cutey. I roll my window down.

"Hello, you're beautiful. Can we talk?" He has a fading french accent. I'm beginning to think there's a "Come fuck me" sign on my forehead that can only be decoded by Africans.

"Make it quick, the light is going to change." I'm such a bitch.
"Are you spoken for?"
"No."
"You have a beautiful smile. I would like to get to know..." I cut him off.
"Here's my card. Call me. The light's green." I usually have this much attitude when I first meet someone. I don't know why, I just do.

Now I'm back at the office re-tracing my day...The man was walking, which most likely means he has no car. It was 2pm...Does he even have a job?...Was he short?...I didn't even get his name?... He saw my car and he's going to think I have money...Why did I give him my number? It happened so fast...I'm tired of chicken (Africans). I need to try some beef (anything BUT Africans)...Of course I'll go on one date with him being that I (unofficially) dropped Big Dick Munchkin...Maybe he's hung too?...Maybe he likes to give oral pleasure?


We'll see what lies ahead...

9 Comments:

  • At 6:43 PM, Blogger MsPerdie said…

    LOL at you're tired of chicken and need some beef. Too funny!

     
  • At 7:31 PM, Blogger Haley said…

    I've never had chicken before.. Is it much different than beef?

    You DO have a nice car...I'm sure you'll be able to detect a scum ass gold digger when you see em again..

    Haley

     
  • At 7:38 PM, Blogger Knockout Zed said…

    What's the chances of you finding a well hung guy that likes to give oral pleasure? ;)

    KZ

     
  • At 9:16 PM, Blogger LadyLee said…

    Yeah, you got "got"...
    Chicken, not beef... too funny!

    Oldboy was neither...
    He was imitation crab meat...
    He was walking,i.e., he's a bus catcher...

    Sing with me, CC...
    "Now, I ain't saying he's a gold digger...
    But Chubbs, don't be messin' wit no broke ni**a!!"

    Start carrying some fake cards with you...

    Really, though...

     
  • At 8:01 AM, Blogger PAINKEY said…

    Let's expect the worst and hope for the best...
    maybe he is walkin bc he takes the bus route for environmental reasons. Maybe he was off or out at 2pm bc he is the boss and can leave whenever he wants....He saw you and said man, she looks tasty?
    Whadda think?
    Good luck ;)

     
  • At 8:11 AM, Blogger The_Practitioner said…

    African you say? Well dear prepare to get stalked, possessed and controlled. It's the African way. ;o)

     
  • At 9:38 AM, Blogger NameLiar said…

    I swear I did something very similar last week. I saw this guy at the job and I thought he is cute in a DMX/Tupac sort of way. Next thing I know he is asking me for my number...I was hesitant but gave it to him anyway. As soon as he left I thought why in the hell did I just do that. He called later that night...wanting to see me again...I was like good grief I knew I shouldn't have given him my number.

     
  • At 1:02 PM, Blogger Blah Blah Blah said…

    ...variety is the key to life.

    so what if he calls...so what if he doesn't have a car...so what if he doesn't have a job to go to at 2pm in the afternoon.....HE MAY HAVE A BIG DICK!!!!

    dammit girl...get your priorities straight!!! lol

     
  • At 5:29 AM, Blogger TRUTHZ said…

    hey, look on the bright side....he could be a very well paid exe. or something who was so swamped with worked that he just was able to get away for lunch...maybe he saw your car and was like, yo' she gots her own money so she won't be trying to get mine...LMBO.. it could happen even if he ain't beef

     

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