Tuesday March 4th, 2003
The loser and the lunch lady
Susan gave me her number and told me that lunch lady was interested in hearing from me. I told her I didn't think she was my type. She looked confused as if scum like me shouldn't be so picky.
She's probably right but I didn't feel like saying, "I know you think I'm a tubby dork, but I have a website where chicks will write in and ask to have sex with me, you'll see!" Instead I just said I was interested in someone else.
I couldn't tell her I was seeing someone because by now it's common knowledge by my big mouth best friend that it's been over a year since I've dated anyone. She let it go but something tells me it won't be the last of her roommate. If I ever go out with the people from work again, or happen to walk into a restaurant that has an all you can eat buffet, I'll probably run into her.
