Starbucks Story of the Day

I met another guy. He was HOT�not just alittle hot�.very hot. I didn�t even get to open my book and he sat down beside me and started talking. I knew he wasn�t from south MS because he had on black shiny shoes and jeans and he had gel in his hair�.good old boys don�t do that. He also looked like he possibly hit a tanning bed on occasion. He was from upstate New York but was living in Atlanta. Anyway, we talked from about 6:30 yesterday until about 11:30 last night. He was older�probably about 38 or so, he wouldn�t tell me. He was very intelligent and cool to hang out with. Starbucks was closing up and I said that I needed to go home�and he said, �Can we go back to your place, I want to fuck your brains out.� WTF is up?? Guys have become so crude. I was totally turned off. Yuck�.not a good way to pick up a girl guys�unless you are trying to pick up a whore. I, however, am not a whore and I came home by myself quite disturbed by the comment. I need to stop going to read at Starbucks�.I meet overly horny men. He could�ve been a serial killer. No way in hell is a stranger coming back to my place. Ugh�I�m disgusted and I am hard to disgust. Anyway, I�m just proud that I have been feeling well enough to go out.