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I’ve had a crazy morning, so I didn’t get a chance to give you guys much of an update.

So I picked her up on Saturday from her place. Nice condo, so I’m thinking yep….she’s got some serious coin. yeah people with money own condo's , not houses

We hit the restaurant, and everything goes downhill from there. for her, or you?

We order some apps and a drink prior to ordering. Having a good time, I must say we got along great. Talked about bullshit, ya know…connected a few people we both know, talked about where she grew up, yada yada yada.

Not ten minutes goes by before she’s on her second drink, I’m thinking at this point that she is either extremely thirsty or a fuckin’ lush. But didn’t I darn up and forget that it was St. Patricks day. Like who celebrates that? WTF.   is this a consistant thing....your dates needing to get liquored up?

So bish gets HAMMMMMMERED during dinner. Like drink after drink, and let me tell ya she wasn’t drinking the cheap garbage. My liquor bill was easily over a hundred bucks by the time we were half done dinner. I hinted around her slowing down a few times, but she was quick ordering them from the waiter….see was good, another reason I started to think she was a drunk. a good bottle of wine costs over a hundred bucks,Yes, she was drinking the cheap garbage

Dinner was awesome, the food was amazing. But sexy-lazy-drunk eyes across the table turned into a completely different person. I couldn’t believe it boys, who does that on a first date?

It got to the point where I wanted to say, “You’re paying for all those drinks”. In hind sight I should have, but didn’t and took the high road and paid the bill. What a man

We rolled out…she drove. LOL, just friggin with ya. I don’t think she could have seen the steering wheel by the time we left the restaurant. If you picked her up, of course you drove her home

So we are in the car like maybe two minutes and are stopped at a light. She rolls the window down and I’m thinking, “She’s going to eat knuckles if she pukes in my ride”. Did she puke, no….HUGE luggie out the window onto a parked car. I garbage YOU NOT! Bish spit on a car. A woman who spits, not good news

Rolled the window up like nothing happen…my jaw was on the floor at this point.

I hammer it to her condo, she gets out and slams the door. A thanks, nope….maybe a kiss, oh no. What about a ‘I’ll call you later’, hell no.  I think this tells you she was devistated to be with you, and got hammered to lessen the pain

To sum up my evening, speechless.

Cliffs: Operation Starbucks Chick is over, she’s a drunk person.  No, person darn the guys who pick them up

T-King