Also known as This is why I don’t like to go out anymore.
Also known as Dude, Really?
What you are about to read is the exact conversation I had with some random guy who approached me last night while I was out with some of my girlfriends.
Random: Who are you?
Me: Who are you?
Random: No, who are you?
Me: Uh, who are you?
Random: We can stand here and do this all night or are you going to tell me your name?
Me: Fine. My name is Victoria.
Random: Can I call you Vicky?
Me: No.
Random: I can’t call you Vicky?
Me: No.
Random: I don’t want to talk to you unless I can call you Vicky.
Me: Okay then, bye.
It may also be worth noting that within the next twenty minutes that same random guy attempted to hit on both of my friends that I was there with. Yeah, he had balls. Not balls that any of us wanted anything to do with, but balls nonetheless.
