It's a Phone Number, Not a Booty Call



April 26, 2012

Here I am on a Tuesday afternoon just waking up from a catnap. Leisurely scrolling through Facebook I get a chat. Its from that guy I met last week at the movies, eh seemed alright. I suppose I shall glance upon his words. I chat him back and we make plans to hang out next week. Casual plans really. I wasn’t overly excited by any means. He wasn’t my type. But my mother always told me to give every boy a chance; what have I got to lose right? Okay, okay I promise we are getting to the good part.

He asks how he would get a hold of me and so I chatted him back my number. Now, a normal person would say something along the lines of “okay thanks, I’m looking forward to seeing you.” But as we all know, desperate teenage boys are not normal people. As a result this is what the chat back said. “OH MY GOSH?! DID I JUST GET YOUR NUMBER? Score.” …………. Imagine my face as a thousand ellipses because I literally sat there in annoyance for a good twenty minutes before I decided to log off without giving in to a response. Kidding or not, no guy should be excited about getting a girls number. It is a number, a number to contact someone. Contact that can easily be ignored. Contact that can easily be BLOCKED! Get the picture? I know I’m hot and you want to get with me, but I’m sorry, it’s a number, not a booty call.

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