Monday, July 30, 2012

Is It Wrong That I Wasn't Attracted To A Guy Until He Offered Me Drugs?

Let me set the scene. It was a Saturday night. I got off work and was driving home. I was getting excited about my pay-per-view (because Time Warner had kindly sent me a coupon for a .99 cent movie) and a late night snack until I looked at the clock. 11:24PM. 11:24PM! 11 fucking 24 PM! I couldn't stop repeating the time.

How did this happen??? I used to be cool. I used to be a "party girl" and know where all of the action was all the time. I used to have people asking ME what to do on a Saturday night. And now I'm getting ready to settle in at 11:24PM. No fucking way. I called up a friend who said I should meet her at The Dime. The Dime was one of my regular haunts in my hey day. Nine times out of ten if you went out any night of the week I'd be there. But I hadn't been there in at least 2 years. It wasn't the happening spot anymore but I figured it was better than being at 11:24PM on Saturday.

She went to meet a guy she had on and off feelings for and I went to not die of self-loathing. One of the guy's friends had just moved to LA that week and was cute but I kinda lost interest when I found out he was from Cult-ville, Texas. Can you get more white bread and generic? He was cute but when I tried to make conversation we had nothing in common. At times I kinda wished I had gone home and finally watched Country Strong. But I stuck it out. He was flirting and lets be honest...I could use the practice.

I started telling him how I was tired and used to be cool and was part of the in crowd. He jokingly suggested that I try a little blow to keep myself awake. To which my reply was "honey...been there, done that, have the t-shirt. Except I was definitely more fun when I partook in extra-curricular activities." He then proceeded to offer me cocaine. I was shocked. I thought he had just mentioned it because he'd seen "Bright Lights, Big City" and "Less Than Zero" and thought that that's what people in LA did. I didn't think he was holding.

And that's when I became attracted to him. I politely declined and told him those were days of yesteryear for me, but I couldn't help how much my interest in him had piqued. Maybe he wasn't as corn fed as I thought. After that when he asked for my number I gave it to him willingly. Of course he ended up being a jerk, but I probably didn't have to tell you that a guy that offered me cocaine twenty minutes into our friendship wouldn't be my Prince Charming.

Have you ever thought a guy was more attractive once you found out he had an edge? I like mine razor sharp.


  1. I'll admit, I do like a little edge when it comes to men, but only in the beginning and then I prefer they turn into nice guys who take good care of themselves and aren't on drugs all the time.

  2. oh, but i'm also kind of a prude, so cocaine is a turn off for me.