Run in with a Re-Re.

I'm truly amazed by the ways guys think its okay to hit on a girl. I'm pretty sure they follow the "anything goes" rule.

NEWS FLASH!
it doesn't work that way fella's.

Example A:

Last night I was out and about, before my friend and I left we stopped to say goodbye to the guy she's dating at his work. She was approached by an "okay" looking dude on her way to see him. (I think most girls would have found him really attractive, but I'm not one to date the abercrombie models of this world, more edge please.) So after he spits game at her for a good five to ten minutes, he finally realizes that this guy behind the counter is her man, and feels like an idiot. So what does this disapointed young man do? He turns around and hits on me.

Great.

Worst pick up line I've ever heard, "I would give you my number but I already gave it to your friend." Wow. He continued to ask me about my life. Turns out he went to Baylor. Still not impressed. He was explaining how he hated Christian schools and how he felt bad for me. I was clear when I said that I enjoyed my school. Then he went on and on about how he's "kind of a Christian, but not really all about it." At this point I knew I had a real loser on my hands, actually I knew this when he started blowing cigarette smoke in my face. He continued to insult me as I talked about my career plans. "Marketing doesn't really take book smarts or anything." I really wanted to punch him in the face. He asked me where I bought by shirt, and that he liked how the top of it was see through. "No, its not. Its lace." I said bluntly. He assumed I was a nordies/abercrombie girl and I was thoroughly offended. "You have better luck catching me at hot topic," I snapped back. After that he looked at my funny. Hopefully he would leave soon. Oh no. Not until he showed me text messages from this poor girl who had some sort of thing for him.

"I told her I just wanted to be friends, she's crazy." he said.
My response was something like, "Well, do you makeout with her?"
"Yeah, just last night actually." he replied.
"Well, thats your problem." I infromed him.

We brushed elbows and I got the heeby jeebies and scooted over. He was very put off by that, and got up and walked away, saying "later" as he flicked his cigarette into the street.

My friend laughed. She'd just been flirting with her guy the entire time I wanted to run away from "Steve from Baylor."

Why do guys think this behavior is okay?
Why do I attract them?
Will I ever meet a genuine person?

We will see.
Until then I'll just keep writing about these unfortunate run in's for your entertainment.
I hope "Steve from Baylor" is reading this and gets a clue.

Erin.