The Life of an Aspiring Sociopath

At this point you are probably wondering what the hell you have gotten yourself into; you are not the first to ask that question. Well, sit back and enjoy the ride kiddies...welcome to the truly strange, bizarre, sometimes sad, outrageous, unbelievable life of... The Devine Miss K. I may be a little psychotic, but I am damn cute.

Location: Silverdale, Washington, United States

Likes: My cat Lola (all cats) & animals. (Except snakes-yuk), writing, reading, traveling (I have been to Japan, China, Australia, Hawaii and Hong Kong.) I love Asian Architecture—I have a Kimono on my wall; The Disney Villains (I collect them) – Disneyland ( and world.) Comedy Clubs; laughing; snuggling; people watching; singing; painting; cooking; baking; (I am an awesome baker!)- being with friends. Talking, talking and talking. Teaching, kids, intelligent conversation and people….and dreaming. (Oh don’t forget sleep!) Dislikes: Liver, Fish, Star Trek ( but I LOVVVE Star Wars), commercials repeated again and again, slow drivers, inconsiderate people, bad smells, being cold—being too hot, computers that freeze at the worst times and milk gone bad.

Friday, June 30, 2006

Creepy Men

Well, shall I tell you the next weird chapter in my life? why do pyscho men like me?
Okay, so I was at work, by myself, and this man comes in. He is ( I know now) 52, black( I say this only because of the tone he used--so I wanted to clarify what he looked like) and seemingly nice. So, he tells me he has a son that he would maybe think about bringing here, and also tells me he is a special Ed teacher. Well, I am very excited! A teacher! Yea! Well, Maybe not.

So, I am trying to show him around and he randomly throws in things like, " Do you drink coffee? Do you like the water?" I just thought he was being friendly. then he says, " I am trying to hit on you..." okay, blah blah he stays for awhile and then leaves. And yes, I know this is dunb, but he seemed nice, I gave him my number so we could have coffee. Innocent enough?

He calls that night. I pick up the phone and he starts breathing heavily, it sounded like Darth Vader. And he said, " Kassi I know you." I said who the fuck is this? I was busy with something else and it struck me as weird. He told me and we had a chuckle. ( kind of) So, I am trying to talk to him about teaching and he keeps saying things like, " You have kissable lips, you have sexy elbows..." ( um, ok) " I want to date you." I have known him for 1 hour.
Then its gets odd ( er) he asks if I have ever been with a black man. Now, I knew what he was saying but I thouht I would try and diffuse the situation. " Sure my best friend is black and we hang out all the time." He asked what I thought was :well hung" HE IS 52! WTF??? I should have hung up but I am too easily amused, I think my phone sex job is clouding my judgement, THEN HE SAYS IT. " Do you like to be tied up? I want to tie you up." FUCKKKKKKKKKKK.

So, needless to say I ended the conversation and sent him an email stating I did not want further contact. I did not go into work today because I would be alone all day...and that is just creepy!

Only the pyschos want some good Kbob lovin....


Blogger Lisa said...

I have read a only a few of your posts, I followed you from Arwen, and I am impressed at your ability to attracted psycho nympho's... its quite a talent. It must be the phone sex job... i have heard those places get a few sketchy ones... but, i guess someones got to do it, right...

10:52 AM, June 30, 2006  
Blogger Kaisa said...

Yeah, that is strange. We'll talk more about it tomorrow!! Looking forward to it!

2:59 PM, July 01, 2006  
Blogger arwen said...

EWWEE!!! Creepfest! I was with a black guy once who was so proud that he had never been with a white girl before... before me, that is. Nevermind that I'm not white... He was weird... and this was random.

9:25 AM, November 01, 2006  

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