Christ on a Cracker
Let me preface this little outburst with some background: I do not give my phone number out, I had a situation with a former co-worker who got my number and started calling me daily when I was in college. The practice had fallen by the wayside, but was reinstated when I started the whole Match.com thing.This rant, if you can all it that, is in response to
"Elitesoldier"
Who said I had baggage and that I was scared because I wouldn't give him my number. Even after I explained the stalker situation to him. So there you go:
I do not have baggage, I just don't have time for fucked up ex-soldiers with a chip on their shoulder. NO TIME.
I have much better things to do, like talk to gunsmiths and psychotics.
PS - It's not baggage, it's informed judgment and decision making.
2 Comments:
What are you talking about? MOM
This asshole who said I had baggage because I wouldn't give him my phone number (he thought I was scared). No, I just don't like psychos knowing how to get in touch with me.
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