I had to help her with some errands and I was already in a shitty enough mood today to the point where I didn’t want to even go, but I knew we had to buy some shit for the house so I went anyway.
As I’m standing next to my mother in the isle full of bright pink women products, a Chad sees me as he walks by and starts laughing. Not out loud, but just to himself, right after making eye contact with me. The smug prick was laughing at my misery, like most people do.
Then at the self checkout 5 minutes later, we were scanning the items we got, and the self checkout is a piece of fucking shit that doesn’t scan items sometimes, so we had to call for help from an employee.
When the employee came, it was a girl that was in my first grade class 13 years ago, and she was now a full blown blonde haired blue eyed Stacy, and she was almost as tall as me, which made me feel like a fucking manlet.
I had to stand there next to my mother like a retard while this Stacy from my old school helps scan the fucking lettuce that has a faded barcode, just fuck my life. Not to mention the same Chad laughed under his breath at me again after seeing me standing behind him in line at the self checkout.
By this point I just stayed completely silent, but then my mother says something retarded. “She’s cute, isn’t she?” When she is a few fucking feet away. Why in God’s green earth would this Stacy being “cute” be relevant when she wouldn’t think that same about me anyway? I’m a virgin that looks like a meth addict, and my mother thinks I have a shot with that Stacy.
When we got home she was like “just go back to the store and say “hey (her name), remember me from first grade?”
I genuinely fucking wish I was making all of this up but I’m wholeheartedly not. What a fucking day. Now that I typed this out I’m going to post this and smoke a cigarette, then probably ldar.
As I’m standing next to my mother in the isle full of bright pink women products, a Chad sees me as he walks by and starts laughing. Not out loud, but just to himself, right after making eye contact with me. The smug prick was laughing at my misery, like most people do.
Then at the self checkout 5 minutes later, we were scanning the items we got, and the self checkout is a piece of fucking shit that doesn’t scan items sometimes, so we had to call for help from an employee.
When the employee came, it was a girl that was in my first grade class 13 years ago, and she was now a full blown blonde haired blue eyed Stacy, and she was almost as tall as me, which made me feel like a fucking manlet.
I had to stand there next to my mother like a retard while this Stacy from my old school helps scan the fucking lettuce that has a faded barcode, just fuck my life. Not to mention the same Chad laughed under his breath at me again after seeing me standing behind him in line at the self checkout.
By this point I just stayed completely silent, but then my mother says something retarded. “She’s cute, isn’t she?” When she is a few fucking feet away. Why in God’s green earth would this Stacy being “cute” be relevant when she wouldn’t think that same about me anyway? I’m a virgin that looks like a meth addict, and my mother thinks I have a shot with that Stacy.
When we got home she was like “just go back to the store and say “hey (her name), remember me from first grade?”
I genuinely fucking wish I was making all of this up but I’m wholeheartedly not. What a fucking day. Now that I typed this out I’m going to post this and smoke a cigarette, then probably ldar.
