Okay today I had about three of the craziest conversations I have ever had in my life. Two were based around gold diggers oddly enough and the other was too crazy or private to mention here. Anyway I had a conversation with this guy I used to date about tactics of a gold digger and how I’m not one. Blah blah blah. And you know what happened? Later on that day some 43 year old man tried to turn me out and advance me in the way of gold diggerism. I was walking down the street and this man tried to hit on me. Being that it was hot and I wasn’t in the mood when he asked I told him the truth. He was way too old. He could’ve been my daddy. Yes that’s exactly what I told him. That didn’t deter him. This dude started asking me if he could take me out to eat and could he pay for me to get a manicure and pedicure. Granted I needed one but I would be using him if I let him. And I thought to myself how desperate are you that you would allow me to use you knowing I already said I wasn’t interested? And if you were too old when I was hungry and had crusty feet you would still be too old after. I don’t get it. Men, please don’t advance gold diggerism. If she is not interested then you doing things is only going to make you broke and her more disinterested.
Yeah so because J loves basketball so much The Mayor had invited us to yet another basketball game. Great! This should be fun. I get to miss the season finale of So You Think You Can Dance for basketball and I ran the risk of The Mayor trying to “pressure” me. Wow. Not looking forward to that.
We went to the basketball game, it was boring and we left. Next…
J had never seen all the lights and dazzle of 42nd street so he and I went downtown. Then we got hungry. So we went to Bubba Gumps to eat. Nothing exciting. But what was exciting was that we ate the biggest Strawberry Shortcake desert I had ever seen in my life. It was so huge that we both took pictures of the dessert with our hand next to it so it would be possible to grasp the fullness of its bigness. Yeah it was pretty good. Except that they used a biscuit instead of that sponge cake. Yeah that wasn’t so great. And that’s pretty much all that happened today.
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Lol...at the Gold Diggerism. That mess be tripping me out because dudes 40+ really be trying to tell me how they could take care of me if only I would give them a chance. First of all I'm like ewwwwww I don't want date you and like you said in the blog, you could be my daddy...that's not cool and if I don't like you now I'm not going to like you later. Yes! Let's stop Gold Diggerism!
"Don't Advance Gold Diggerism." That is crying out to be a t-shirt. You should probably have a bumper sticker too that says "Please do not feed the gold diggers."
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