2 coming to my mind rn:
I actually was making out with a girl in a club, her friend wants to leave, I'm like "why would you leave so early", out of nowhere I get slapped into the face by her friend. Have you ever been slapped by a girl? In front of a crowd? I was stunned, imagine the humiliation standing with a boner in front of 10+ people after getting slapped by some bitch. People were watching bewildered or laughing. Little does she know she woke the daemon inside me. I hate her, probably living stacie life's dream not even remembering me. Pure ER fuel. Good thing is, next time if I ever get hit by a stacie I'm prepared to knock her out. WTF finally found a conclusive reason to work out.
Another rare time me being with a female being (met at the party): It went quite good for the whole evening, ex gf of an old friend approaches me, blabla, I go for her fat but somehow really cute friend (my heart was seriously racing). Suddenly, ex's whatever relative stacie appears, points finger at me, looks at her friend disappointed. I could not hear what exactly she said but something along "ARE YOU SERIOUS? THIS GUY??" Shaking her head, over and over again. I asked her if she's got any problems she could tell me directly, she turned around and walked away.
Seriously, I haven't seen this bitch before, haven't met her, stumbled into her or gave her any other reason. I should have told her she smells like a fucking building worker because I haven't met a person smelling horrible like that before. I guess she was mad because probably even guys below my low SMV would deny her.
Edit: I got the phone number from the girl I went for, hug close. I wrote something along "how you doing, lets meet on day x. " - "I can't". Some days later I again suggested a day. "I can't how about monday" - Too bad I was on business travel there. I wrote her I can't but let's find another day when I'll be back home. Haven't received any reply.
And another story: Some stacie needed some approval or whatever. Idk why she came up to me, because when I finally asked her for her phone number she gave it to me. She said some numbers, I realise there's one digit missing. I'm reading it back to her that's it? "Yea that's it". At least I ripped her off when bought some weed.