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"My weird day"
Mon Cherie 1813 desperate attention whore postings
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03-18-03, 09:49 PM (EST)
 
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"My weird day" |
So my mom and I decided to have a late lunch at a restaurant down the street from our office. We're getting out of my car and hear a loud crash. I ran around to the intersection and saw 2 cars smashed into each other. A teenage boy was in one car, in the other was a young mother with her 2 kids strapped into car seats in the back seat. One of the kids' mouth was bleeding pretty bad. So another woman and myself went into "first aid" mode while another person called 911. I got my first aid kit out of my car, and helped clean up the kid that was bleeding (she apparently bit her tongue). I tried to calm down the guy that was driving the other car, he was really shaken and upset. Finally, the brouhaha was over, and my mom and I were about to go into the restaurant.
On our way in, one of the guys that witnessed the crash complemented me on staying cool and helping out. Oh, and that "you looked really sexy while you were doing it". Yeah, tshirt, shorts, flip flops, sweating- I'm sure I could have won Miss America right there. Anyhoo, Mom and I finally get into the restaurant and order. We're in the middle of a great conversation when we are joined by a guest. That's right, the dude who apparently likes to pick up women at car crashes. So we talk a bit, he asks me out for tonight, but I had plans to drive my best friend to Daytona to pick up her daughter. He eventually left, and no he didn't get my number, cause he was kind of a blockhead.
At least the short trip to Daytona was fun.Now, it's your turn to grab a free DAW and tell me your weirdest pick-up story. Mon- Can't I meet someone in a normal place? I mean, first AA, now this?  
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samiam 5976 desperate attention whore postings
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03-18-03, 09:59 PM (EST)
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1. "RE: My weird day" |
My uncle died late last summer. At the funeral home, apparently my cousin's (the daughter of the dead uncle) husband's brother was checking me out and asking all kinds of questions about me and asked someone else for my phone number. Okay, first of all, at a funeral home, EW. Second of all, almost family, double EW. Third of all, too chicken to ask me for my number himself, triple EW. Three strikes, you're out.So, not quite a pickup story, but close enough.  
Never think that war, no matter how necessary, nor how justified, is not a crime. - Hemingway
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LadyT 5567 desperate attention whore postings
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03-19-03, 00:24 AM (EST)
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4. "RE: My weird day" |
I was at a club once and a girl grabbed my arm and led me over to this guy. She said, It's his birthday, he thinks you are cute, will you kiss him. I was like, um, no. It may have been different if he came over.But I do know this girl who crazy as it seems, goes to gay AA meetings to pick up men. And it actually worked once. Plus she met a ton of friends. And she wasn't an alcholic or gay. Go figure 
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wendyp 2081 desperate attention whore postings
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03-19-03, 03:16 PM (EST)
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7. "RE: My weird day" |
LAST EDITED ON 03-19-03 AT 03:18 PM (EST)Such a helper!!! Surprisingly most people do not have first aid kits in their car. We were at a xylocio (sp you know spoons on washer boards) festival. This guy came up to me and 2 of my friends~ sweaty, out of breath and his line was "hey you got a light~with cig in hand). None of us are smokers so I politely say no. Then he says what is your name..."wendy" turns to my friend what is your name she says "wendy" yes this was her real name, we use to get look wendy squared.. then he turned to our other friend and said really rude "I guess your name is wendy too!" he was all mad and I am sure call us names and She says "No mine is Judy" Tip to guys, we do not always lie, you jsut think we do. 
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Rosewood 479 desperate attention whore postings
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03-19-03, 03:41 PM (EST)
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8. "RE: My weird day" |
Events like that really have a tendency to make things around you seem surreal, huh? Good on you for helping, though. My pickup story might be a little too Jerry Springer for the peeps here, but here you go:An female acquaintance of mine approached me, maybe two months into our friendship, and asked me if I would be a concubine for her husband. Apparently, they had an "open" marriage, which for some reason he was not taking advantage of. She was feeling guilty because she had slept with so many people, but he hadn't slept with anyone. She thought we would really get along. Ironically, I had just taken a vow of celibacy that night, for a year (this was at a New Year's party), and so I declined. I probably would have declined anyway... I had never met this guy, I didn't trust this woman, and besides... ewww. Of course, I eventually married the guy, so maybe she was right about us getting along. But that's another story. Have I lost everyone's respect now? Really, it is a very heartwarming story overall. Only the first half is sordid. ---Human beings, who are almost unique in having the ability to learn from the experience of others, are also remarkable for their apparent disinclination to do so.
Douglas Adams, "Last Chance to See" No, we've never actually been on Springer. And no, we don't live in a trailer park (although I'm sure they are very fine establishments).
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AyaK 10426 desperate attention whore postings
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03-19-03, 06:46 PM (EST)
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32. "ROFL" |
Fester, I'm still breaking up after reading that one!
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Superman 3157 desperate attention whore postings
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03-19-03, 05:15 PM (EST)
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24. "RE: My weird day" |
LAST EDITED ON 03-19-03 AT 06:39 PM (EST)Mon, you look really sexy starting this thread. Weirdest pick up story, eh? Ok, so I'm at a bar, playing pool. The pool tables and the surrounding area are elevated on platforms that sit around three feet of the floor. Anywho, I'm leaning against the rail when I feel something on the back of my ankle and then the back of my calf. I turn around and see a lovely, but extremely drunk, young lady licking the back of my leg. Long story short: We went out twice. Moral of the story: Most pick up lines will always work on a guy. For instance, if a girl was to say something to me like, "Hi," that would be a great pick up line, and I'd so go home with her.
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Riordan 634 desperate attention whore postings
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03-19-03, 08:04 PM (EST)
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33. "RE: My weird day" |
When I was in college, I worked at a Blockbuster Video store. I stopped for gas on my way to work one day and paid with a check. The cashier asked for my work number and wrote it on my check (to track me down if it bounced, I thought). Well, a couple of hours later, he calls me at work and I just happened to be the one to answer the phone. He explained who he was and asked me out. I said no. Well, from the way we had to answer the phone, he obviously now knew where I worked. He showed up at my work that evening and asked me out again. Again, I said no.So, he comes back two days later. With a two-layer chocolate cake. That he had baked. And had written "I love you" in Spanish on the top. And didn't understand why I still would not go out with him. (Um, because you're a freak and you scare me???)
My coworkers were upset with me because I dumped the cake in the trash can. But I wasn't about to touch it and wouldn't have let them either.
Now, on the flip side *I* picked up my hubby when we met. (Same blockbuster), I memorized everything on his account (down to his SS#, so I'm as much of a freak as the guy above) and recited it to him when he returned a movie I had rented to him for free. I guess he figured I was interested.  - would try to pick up Mon if I were a guy.
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