Oh, You Thought You Were Going To Get Some…. Wrong!
So now that Jo was out of the picture I needed to occupy my time. Enter Stan. Stan was someone I used to date about 3-4 years ago and it just so happened we got in contact with each other again. I know right, what’s up with all this recycled dick? I don’t know, I guess I’d rather start off with someone I’ve already been with then start fresh but the story gets better. Let me give you a brief synopsis about Stan. He’s about 29 (I tend to like my men older than me, nothing older than 31 though), owns a couple of properties in MD, has a great career, no kids, and very active. I mean he’s your skydiving, snowboarding, grab a couple of drinks if the place looks pretty cool, mountain bike riding, camping kind of guy. I mean I’ll snowboard and have a drink or to or five, but all that other shit…..I don’t know. Anyway, Stan invited me out to his place in Baltimore (yes, the third world city known as Baltimore) for some bar hopping and maybe some food. Again, if people know me, they know that free is my favorite word and I’m there. We decided to meet up at his place and I must say, it wasn’t bad. He lives in Federal Hill and the place was great. I mean, I personally wouldn’t live there because it’s too close to people but the granite counter tops, hardwood floors, exposed brick walls, and the rooftop bar that him and his mates hooked up made the space spectacular. We were in his kitchen, him with his beers and him popping me bottles of champagne (my favorite) and just talking about what’s been going on. Funny story, while I was dating him, my bestie Daniella was dating his older brother. I graduated from his alma mater and Daniella graduated from his brother’s. Creepy, I know.
I’m not stupid and I’m pretty up on my game. Stan kept on filling my glass up with champagne because he was deliberately trying to get me drunk but I know my shit. I come from a long line of drinkers, and in the process of trying to get me drunk, he got himself drunk….light weight. We made our way to the rooftop to look at the Baltimore skyline but quickly retired back to his room because it was so damn hot outside. Inside is where Stan tried to put on his “A-game” that I was clearly on to. Right when he pulled me close to him and I could smell the New Castle on his breath so I pulled the period card. Hell yeah I did! Yeah it was shitty but he wasn’t going to go down and check. Serves him right anyway, this was my first time seeing him in about 3 1/2 years and he thinks I was gonna give it up like that? No buddy, you got to work for it if you want this chocolate goodness. So after I pulled out the “red” card he goes “Soooooo we can do something else.” LoL, this fool is funny. I don’t know where you’ve been, so if by “something” you’re implying that I give you some favors your ass is not only living in Baltimore but you are smoking that Baltimore crack pipe as well. I kissed him on the cheek and told him it’s been real but I have to go. Stan wanted me to stay and sleep over and even though his body was bangin’ his game was lacking so I just called in a rain check. I think he’s a fun guy but he needs to come correct. When I was dating him before I was clearly younger and stupid so I fell for all his shit, now that I have my own protocol, he’s got shit to worry about.
I’m glad I made the decision to go home. That night I had some food that didn’t sit well with my stomach mixed with the champagne and I was paying for it all night long into the wee hours of the morning. Have you ever been so sick you didn’t know whether to shit or yack first? That was my night, now imagine if I had stayed over Stan’s place with that same feeling. He wouldn’t have wanted to have anything to do with me if he had heard me in the bathroom. Anywho, Stan thought he was going to get some that night and it turned out to be a negative. Am I going to write him off completely. I don’t know, maybe but maybe not. I’m trying to keep my life occupied but we know the most important thing for me is my book. So if he can’t understand that, he can get it in with one of his roommates because this chick is putting herself in forefront first.