A few weeks later its pouring rain and I see this guy’s girl leave. The apartment is silent. Then, he comes home. He gets out of his car, pisses in The chicken whisperer vintage shirt in plain sight, then walks across the street to the bar. I follow, buy the guy a beer, and tell him plainly that he’s going to move or I was going to probably have to kill him. He looks at me like I’m stupid and turns away. I leave. But my mind is made up. Back in my apartment, I grab the cooking oil and generously lubricate his steps. In the rain, green deck boards plus vegetable oil equals doom for this prong in my mind. My kitchen window is directly under his deck steps and my kitchen is under his front door, so I have perfect seating. I wait.. and wait. Closing time! Here comes asshole! Up 6 steps down 6 steps. Carefully up again, he falls at or near the top and back most of the way down. I’m trying not to laugh too loudly.
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When I saw him in The chicken whisperer vintage shirt that next week he avoided me. Like, completely picked up his desk and moved it across the room like a child avoiding. Every time I’d answer a question he ALWAYS had a rebuttal, even if the answer is a clear cut answer, or he would elaborate on what I said because “I didn’t explain it right”. After so long he dropped the course and I never saw him again. He completely missed my point, which was that I was not interested in the other guys I’d met, not that the guys were not interested in ME! And he missed my point due to his own prejudices/stereotyping! WHY would any rational person assume that plus-sized people ONLY get involved with other plus-sized people?? Like all brunettes should only get in a relationship with other brunettes??