so I was in a cafe in London the other week, feeling a bit shit cos some strong fuckboy vibes came through on a new guy I'd just started seeing who was hot (ugh, the body) but a total PHONEY, but it was expected given my suspicions so not a loss. Plus I'd just passed a couple hot guys and remembered this city is full to the brim with hot men, hehehe.

Anyway some nerd guy is sat next to me, and my spidey senses were tingling he was going to try some shit

He whips his head round and says enthusiastically 'Can I get your opinion on something as a female?'

I go 'sure', cos I'm bored af and got some time to kill waiting for my train. (SEE women aren't mean!!)

He asks me whether he thinks its weird that his friend met this girl from Texas, and has asked her to fly to London and move in with him after meeting her on holiday and speaking to her for via phone for 2months. (LMAO typical moid shit)

I'm like.... 'ummm , wellllll' thinking, is this guy for real or just making an excuse to talk lol but anyway I respected this moids creativity/balls, but he sure as hell ain't getting my number still. I continue, cos I can tell I'm going to find this dude amusing.

I go to him 'well I certainly wouldn't be packing up my stuff half way across the country for some guy, even if he was a millionaire, that's a big decision'.........

This guy is looking at me like I'm the most pessimistic person alive, and I'm thinking wow desperate guys are so naive. He says 'Why?? Do you think he's moving a bit too fast? He feels like the girl is saying she will do it but isn't really feeling it deep down' *facepalm* erm YEAH no wonder.

Anyway he compliments my loui bag asking what I do, and I'm thinking mmhmm typical London shit (if they sniff money they suck up to you)

This is when it gets annoying, I now can't get rid of him (my own damn fault) he's chatting my ears off all the way to the station, mixed in with the odd sexual glance *shiver*. I have not flirted at all, but you know how it goes if you so much as reply to a male. I'm politely tryna switch off because I'm too tired for this & thinking oh well I'll get rid of him at the station anyway. This dude is the same height as me at 5'2- not a chance a hell.

But it turns out this lil beta dude is balling, he runs his own property business in the Gherkin building in central, so I followed him on Insta, for potential further uses. But he was so gassed, if you saw his instagram, lmao he was definitely one of those overconfident moids (even if you're wealthy, 5'2 is a straight no for most women).

HOWEVER.....it turns out my train is DELAYED, and the dude is still lingering lmao, then he decides to go over to the piano at the station cos he wants me to film him playing happy birthday so he can send it to his brother *grrrroan*

So in the MIDDLE OF A PACKED OUT TRAIN STATION all you can hear is happy birthday to youuuu playing on the piano and everybody's looking at him like what the fuck....and then a huge group of rowdy kids walk past joining in singing...and I'm stood there looking like Kim Kardashians mum 'you're doing great sweetie' thinking ffs I'm too tired FOR THIS I was just tryna kill some time at the cafe I'm about to drop this phone and run.

Finally my train comes and I relaxxxxxxxx. Safe from the moids and fuckboys again.

But yeah that just goes to show guys, don't be too friendly to these beta males but if you are make sure you get their contact deets cos they might be useful. Also this behaviour is why guys like this stay losing.

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