
Aug 5, 2008
That’s PMS, aaaaight?

Anyway… the point is that I was happy with what my life was turning into: for the first time in many, many years I had been caught in a love-triangle: P, I and me, two girls and a guy, excitement, more Don Juan-ism and hormones skating freely in my testosterone-filled body. Stuff like that. I was proud.
But things had to turn to the darker side.

Thankfully, she barely talks to me now, which is good. However, I can only believe that all my colleagues at work know (or, at most, will know soon) that I have a tiny little wiener, that I suck in bed, my mouth smells like crap and I was a virgin when I first dated her. OR that I’m gay and like IT big. I dunno… I’m sure it will be something bad, anyway. The good thing is that I don’t have plans to date anybody from work anymore, so it won’t be a loss. However, it still sucks.
Or, just as I said in the title, it could be nothing but I.’s PMS. That would really explain her strange behavior. Case closed!
Labels: flirting at work, pickup, problems
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Rule #1 - Never, I mean NEVER date someone from work.
Rule #2 - Any, I mean ANY bad mood a woman has is blamed, I mean caused by PMS,pre, post, and during.Hell, by the time the month is said and done, we women have one good hour a month, and we are usually sleeping. ; )
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