He Thought He was Gonna Get Some
So I call up the guys and we plan to hang out at a really fly Sushi spot in the Galleria area (a really great mall in the Houston area). I met up with them at the spot around 9pm. Among the guys there was one by the name of Doc. who came along as well. We went to school together, and I hadn't seen him in years prior to "bumping" into him in Dallas during one of my visits this summer. He explained he was living in the Houston area, so we exchanged numbers. We had only hung out once (at a group event) prior to me inviting him out to the event on Friday. He is a really cool guy, who will make someone a wonderful mate one day.
Back to the story.
We (all of us) kicked it there for awhile at the Sushi bar, and then headed to a popular Houston late night hot spot. We kicked it, had drinks, and just when we thought the night was over, the fellas wanted to hit up a Gentleman's Club. I'll say we were there all of 30 minutes (it was truly painful to see those girls (formally myself- mentally! I have never stripped) placing a monetary value on their self worth and dignity), till we decided it was time to go. On my way home I called Doc. to thank him for coming out, when he showed interest in "coming by". I, not being in 100% me (mentally), figured he was drunk and didn't want to drive home, so I ok'ed him coming over.
The moment he walked into my apartment, I felt weird. We sat on the couch and something just didn't feel right. As he scooted a tad closer to me, I felt as though I would be physically sick. I LOVE King and I would never A. disrespect myself or B. disrespect him. I let Doc. know that I was in a relationship and if he was truly drunk, he was welcomed to stay the night on my couch. You know what he said...
"That's ok, I'll go now."
What does that tell me?...............
He thought he was gonna get some!
Did he really think I was about to have sex with him? I mean really. I value myself and the relationship I am in too much to do anything like that. I will admit ladies, you shouldn't even place yourself in certain positions. I will say this, it was not intentional. I sincerely thought he needed a place to crash, so he wouldn't in turn crash on the way home. I'll know next time, never mind, there will be no next time.
The moral of the story is, it is important to know and value yourslef first and foremost, before you expect someone else to do it for you.
The End.
~Thatniggareallythoughhewasabouttogetsome!~
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