Thank you arghie_291 for giving me this idea!
And lol an 'important' announcement at the end of this rant lol.
It's never that serious though.
Shall we begin?
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So everyone just keeps getting more and more stereotypical as the day passes by
And now today's stereotype:
ALL WAITRESSES ARE SCUMBAG SLUTS WHO FLIRT WITH YOUR BOYFRIEND WHEN YOU'RE ON A DINNER DATE
You'd be lying if you're saying you've never come across these.
So they're usually in slutty uniform, wearing their skirt so high and fix on cute smiles but are always bitchy to the girl then flirt with the guy.
Like what?
One thing I'd have to say is that if this dinner date is really to a fancy and romantic place, the waiters should be fucking trained
Or did you not think about that before you decided to throw in that shit in your book?
Stop with the unoriginal-ness okay
(Don't get mad at me, I'm not sure if 'unoriginality' is a word either).
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Hunter* finally removed the blindfold, and in front of me lay an amazing, romantic candle-lit dinner for two. Couldn't tame those fucking butterflies in my throat, this was turning me on, Kay.
"For me?" I said innocently. Because I was a prude, you know.
"There's no one else I'd rather do this for." We stared intently into each others' orbs then his lips crashed onto mine.
Then we remembered that we were supposed to eat food, not each other, so we approached the table. He pulled up my seat for me, such a gentleman.
"Hi!" Our waitress for today came. She was so fucking sexy and her name was Sandra so I instantly hated her
Like the way she held that notebook was too provocative, that bitch.
"What would you like to eat or drink, Sir?"
"Ladies first!" Hunter winked and pointed at me.
Sandra shot me daggers and rolled her eyes. "What do you want, bitch?"
"Ugh, whatever." I replied.
"How about you, sexy boy?" She batted her fake lashes at Hunter. Omg I was feeling so insecure there was no way he loved me coz she was so sexy with her boobs all over the place fucking bitch slut
At the end we got the receipt and the bitch had written her number on it in pink hearts
I started crying to show my insecurities
Then he put his arms around me then told me some bullshit about me being the only one in his life and shit
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It's so sketchy okay, how they'll always jot down their number on the receipt at the end of the night
Lol who even keeps receipts? Like I always throw that shit away
And come to think of it I've never seen a good looking waitress when I go fine dining. The men are sexy though
LIKE OMG THOSE STEWARDS (male flight attendants) ON FLY EMIRATES FLIGHTS
LIKE BITCH I'LL HAVE 99 PROBLEMS (lol) SO THAT THOSE SEX GODS CAN ATTEND TO ME
Idk man.
Bye.

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