met a "strange" girl.... nearly got killled by a russian... ONLY ME!
So there i am in the shop today. working as i work and whistling and what not... and my manager calls me outside... he's having his 5th cigarette of the day (it is only 12pm, mind you) and he is asking me how the punisher thing i'm planning is going. as we're talking i see this girl across the street walking towards my store and i go "damn i hope she walks in here." and lo and behold... she was cute, kinda charming, little geeky (i'll refrain from pointing out how much of a geek, but it was endearing more than offputting), and just kinda... i dunno. so we got to talking and i asked her her name. she responds, "heather strange." now, this is the point where i'm thinking, "aw shit shes a total geek and this is like her gamer handle or something. and then she smiles and says, "seriously" and shows me her id. now, any other man would have talked a little longer, either invited her out, or at least gotten her number.... but i... i am a chicken shit. and did neither. hopefully she'll come back to the store... fuck. so then i get off work and go out with my friend nick up in vancouver. i pick him up and we're all out and about trying to find a movie theater. some russian punks in a tricked out civic start pacing me and getting on my ass and then its like i'm being chased and i'm fearing for my life. at one point the motherfucker tried to force me into the median blockade. eventually i get ahead of him and accelerate and try to get away, then we hit the stop light. he's behind me, he's out of his car, he's trying to break my window, he's inside my car, and he's beating the shit out of me. my jaw hurts, my car has dents and theres a shoe print on my window. i had to actually fill out a police report. i think they impounded his car, but have yet to actually catch him. fuck life. happy resurrection day. wheres my fuckin' candy...
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