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Let me give you a little bit info about myself. I moved to California for almost a year. The only thing I have here is my family. I have no friends inside or outside of work and school. All my friends are back in the state where I moved from. The only way of contact is via phone or email.
Today, while I was heading back home. I decided to go to subway to grab a bite to eat. The lounge inside were filled, so I went outside to eat at the front patio. That’s when it happened.
Two girls walked up to me, and our conversation went something like this:
girl 1 “Do you have any money that I can have”
Me “No, I don’t, sorry”
girl 2 “Can I have your sandwich”
Me “No, I’m sorry”
girl 1 “Please, we’re hungry”
me “Here, have this bag o’ chips”
So they took the chips and they, along with a third girl, invited themselves to sit at my table.
girl 1 “I’ll help you finish that sandwich”
me “I’m good, thanks”
girl 1 “can I have a sip off your drink”
me “… sure”
Then followed by a few more questions regarding my disease history and the straw that she’s sipping off of. Then few more other questions and finally:
girl 1 “Can we get a ride to **** and ****”
me (already saw this coming) "sure, you could’ve just ask.
girl 1 “thanks, cause (turn around and screamed) people in LA are @*****es”
me “so how many?”
girl 1 “just us and my brother”
So finish up eating, cleaned up, and off we go.
girl 1 sat in the car while we waited for the others:
girl 1 “we’re just waiting for my boyfriend and friends” “boyfriend” refers to the “brother”
me (pretty much past the point of caring) “sure”
Throughout the ENTIRE car ride, they are 1)questioning my sexual preference/history, 2)my taste in music, 3)digging through my car, 4)being loud and obnoxious. Mind you that I found out she had a bottle of Barcardi in her bag after we start driving.
girl 1 “do you want a drink? it’s good to have a drink before driving”
me “No thanks, I can hang just fine without it”
So a few agonizing miles later, we arrived at the destination. Dropped them off and I left.
Conclusion, this lession costed me 11 CDS that they stole out of my cd case. Not randomly, but carefully selected. So I guess the lesson here is that if someone like that approach me again, I should act like an asshat. But my personality wouldn’t let me do it. I guess I’m just weak.
This encounter just made me realize just how alone I am in California again. I can’t sit down with my friends to talk about this. I’ve endured this loneliness for almost a year now. I think that it’ll still hurt no matter how hard I try to supress it. But instead I went to see “the village” alone. I guess we take having friends physically there for granted sometimes.
Thanks for reading my experience. And sorry for being so long. There were a lot more, but I condensed it as much as I can. Other hurtful things were asked, but I left them out. If it seems like that I’m weak and can’t “handle” life. Maybe I am.
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