Sunday, March 22, 2015

"We got drugs!"

I love people who offer me drugs to meet them. "Meet us! We have drugs!" Neat. I don't do drugs. Add to that, I make my own money plus I live in southern California. Venice Beach, is just down the street.

Among other things so terribly wrong with this scenario, you drug people to meet you?

I guess the counter argument could be, "I have this incredible bottle of Merlot, come by let's have a drink."

But again, I make my own money and I know where The nearest Pavilions, is.

I don't have "a plan" anymore. With family stuff going on back home, everything is on a day-to-day basis. My heart, my mind, my thoughts are all back in MN. Only my body lingers in Los Angeles, for now, that's it.

If you want something, if you're going to write me, make it short and sweet. To the point. And stop offering me drugs!

Here, I'll help you.

"Hello. My name is (your name.) I'm interested meeting you to discuss (your specific reason). If you're interested contact me back at (your preferred contact method.)

Have a nice day. (Your name)"

You don't even have to wish me a nice day, or tell me your real name. I don't care. Just stop offering me drugs!

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