These are pretty good. When I was in college, one day I was waiting in line at the student cafeteria. Right next to me in another line is this attractive young blonde woman. We talk. We flirt. Her line is faster, so she pays and walks around the corner to sit down. The cashier at my line takes forever, to the point where I'm about to just throw money at him and run around the corner. Finally, I get through, go around the corner and out of the corner of my eye I spot a blonde woman wearing the same color shirt as the girl I was talking to in line.
I turn and say "May I join.... you...?". It is a totally different woman. Much less attractive and much less enthused about the prospect of conversing with me. She sighs, reluctantly agrees. Now I'm stuck with the terrible choice of either sitting down or telling her that I changed my mind and leaving. Not wanting to be rude, I make the mistake of sitting down. We have the most awkward ten minutes of conversation ever, until she mercifully tells me she needs to get to class. As she gathers her stuff, including her cell phone, she tells me that she would give me her number, but that her phone was disconnected in her apartment. I never see her or the nice, attractive woman again. Funny and humbling.
Another time I pick up a girl and her roommate to go out for the night. Its not the first time I have seen her, but I have never been to her place before. We go out to some bar I have never been to in a part of town I'm not familiar with. We get there, and the roommate, who is a lesbian, asks me to pretend to be her boyfriend so guys won't hit on her all night. I think that is kind of odd, but whatever, I pretend for a few minutes. During those few minutes the girl I was actually allegedly with disappears. I find her 20 minutes later making out with some random dude. Both myself and the roommate are like "WTF?". At this point I am ready to head home, but I don't want to leave the roommate, who is actually a decent person, with no way home. She does not want to leave without the other girl. Somehow I get talked into staying and just hanging out with the roommate.
After about an hour, I finally tell her I need to go. She says OK, and we search for the other girl. She is nowhere to be found. We look for about 30 minutes in a not that big and not that crowded bar for her before I finally say screw it and we head out to the car. I find this girl passed out drunk in the dirt next the car. Now I'm wondering if we need to call an ambulance, but upon further inspection she is not actually passed out, just really, really drunk. We load her into the car, where she yells at me the whole time. I start driving her home, but of course, I am not sure of the way. I ask the roommate, but she is not sure either. The drunk girl just yells at me if I talk to her, so I drive around for an hour until I finally get someplace I recognize. Meanwhile, drunk girl has stripped herself naked and is flashing random cars. She then tells me she is sorry for what happened at wants to make it up to me and starts reaching towards my pants. I slap her hand and tell her to just sit down and be quiet, we are almost to her place. This, of course, results in several vulgarities thrown my way.
We get to their apartment, and of course, they live upstairs. Drunk girl can barely stand, so I get out to help her inside(she is still stark naked, btw). We put her sandals on her feet so she can walk, but she flips them off into the landscaping. I basically carry her upstairs, and into her room. She then intimates that we should have sex, but I tell her I'm leaving and to have a nice life. As I walk out the door, she is yelling at the top of her lungs "Why won't you have sex with me?".
Fun time. Oh, and she calls me the next day and tells me "I don't think I did anything wrong.".
