I met this totally hot chick at the social convention the other day. She was so cool, if I were to use adjectives from your jock-crowd. She had a job with the local television channel. Some production type thing.
So some days later, my friends had a party and I invited her. I was thinking of flaunting her a fair bit? Well, when we walked in, I saw two really huge beer pong tables. Looking back, I should’ve known that would’ve gotten me big trouble. But I was feeling pretty arrogant that night. I had a really pretty and smart girl on my arm, what could go wrong?
Plenty, as it were. Now beautiful and intelligent women do not date jocks like me. And they certainly don’t go for younger men. Oh yes. I had lied a bit to her. Said I was working for a media company myself (first thing that popped into my head!).
So there we were – me, my date, and the beer pong tables in furious action already. Lots of people were crowded around, knocking off beer like it was going out of fashion. I introduced her to some of my pals who were willing to play along.
It went fine for a while. And then calamity struck. She wanted to have a shot at the beer pong tables! They are having so much fun, she stated. And could I say no? Heck no! And it might just have increased my chances with her.
So I led her to the beer pong tables. In time, both of us got drunk. I know, it was pretty stupid of me. But who can resist a good bottle of beer? So after a while, we were both laughing ourselves silly over plastic glasses, when a classmate of mine shows up.
He vaults himself over one of the beer pong tables. He pauses for a while, and then starts a strip tease. The guys are all over themselves, but my date is horrified. This is so immature, she says. She isn’t as drunk as I think. This is just what a college jock would do.
I am still a little dazed at her change of tone, when a girl at her elbow speaks up, ‘Well, you come with one, what do you expect?’ the words have an instant effect. My date turns to the girl. She is very accurate in her question. ‘How do you know him?’ she asked, pointing a thumb at me.
‘Oh, he’s in my boyfriend’s class.’
The next thing I know, or rather feel is a great big huge slap. It was bigger than the sound that the beer pong tables made when they cracked under the dancing guy’s weight.
She left me holding my cheek by the now damaged beer pong tables. What can a man do when he’s been dumped?
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