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One of my former coworkers invited me to his birthday party at a park. At first I went to the wrong place, a hiking trail, until I found out that the real location was actually 20 minutes away at a beach.
20 minutes later I arrived and everyone else was in a swimsuit while I was wearing a long sleeve shirt and khakis because no one told me it was going to be at a beach. FML.
I just awkwardly sat there on the bench next to the other 4 foids while they played sexual-related “never have I ever”.
“Never have I ever said the wrong name in bed”
“Never have I ever slept with a coworker”
“Never have I ever dated a one-night stand”
There were other questions they were asking themselves but those are the only ones I remember them saying because their emo music was so loud.
A few hours passed and all I really did was throw a ball around with my friend and some other guy who was there and then later we went to sit on the bench near the foids who were still having their conversation while I pretended to do something on my phone meanwhile everyone else was conversing among themselves, laughing having a good time, etc.
For once in my dull, worthless life I tried to get out of my comfort zone to be social and all it did was confirm what I already knew; that I will pretty much never be able to make friends on my own unless some nice guy takes pity on me and befriends me himself.
What’s worse is that my oneites, another former coworker of mine (a Hispanic Becky), was there too and it turns out she already has a boyfriend. (Some 5’8 white chadlite, one of the guys I was throwing the ball with).
It’s Over.
20 minutes later I arrived and everyone else was in a swimsuit while I was wearing a long sleeve shirt and khakis because no one told me it was going to be at a beach. FML.
I just awkwardly sat there on the bench next to the other 4 foids while they played sexual-related “never have I ever”.
“Never have I ever said the wrong name in bed”
“Never have I ever slept with a coworker”
“Never have I ever dated a one-night stand”
There were other questions they were asking themselves but those are the only ones I remember them saying because their emo music was so loud.
A few hours passed and all I really did was throw a ball around with my friend and some other guy who was there and then later we went to sit on the bench near the foids who were still having their conversation while I pretended to do something on my phone meanwhile everyone else was conversing among themselves, laughing having a good time, etc.
For once in my dull, worthless life I tried to get out of my comfort zone to be social and all it did was confirm what I already knew; that I will pretty much never be able to make friends on my own unless some nice guy takes pity on me and befriends me himself.
What’s worse is that my oneites, another former coworker of mine (a Hispanic Becky), was there too and it turns out she already has a boyfriend. (Some 5’8 white chadlite, one of the guys I was throwing the ball with).
It’s Over.
