hollistergirl90

Okay, so I was hanging out at the local mall hoping to score some babes. I had already seen several women walk by, but none really stood out to me. What happened next was rather funny, in my opinion, and she is probably still thinking about it.

I notice this buxom blond staring at me from across the walkway (which I shall further refer to as "the street"). She wasn't bad, but not a 10 by my standards. I would have placed her at a 7-J-D (rank is explained elsewhere on the main page). I caught her staring at me, so I held her gaze. Then I checked her up and down, blatantly, making sure she could see me, before walking over. Using a line from a man I very much respect, I said "You must be the luckiest girl in this entire mall..." to which she responds, "why?" I catch her here with the zinger; "cuz you're talkin to this guy!"

She laughed, letting me know I had made the right choice. I asked her what she was doing here, and the following conversation went something like this:

hollistergirl90 : I'm just out shopping for new clothes with the money daddy gave me.

me : Really? Well stay away from Hollister their clothes suck.

hollistergirl90 : Excuse me? I'm wearing Hollister and I find their clothes very stylish!

me : Oh really? Then obviously you've grown up without the comfort of a REAL fashion magazine. But that would explain why your shirt doesn't match your shoes, I guess. ;-)

hollistergirl90 : They were the only shoes I had that were clean!

me : Excuses excuses... I wouldn't want to be seen out mismatched like that. ;-)

hollistergirl90 : Haha. Well it's not too noticeable, you're the first person to say anything :-) I've never met a guy who knows fashion before :-)

me : Well then you should give me your number for consult next time you decide to wear a wardrobe atrocity. I might be able to correct it for you ;-)

hollistergirl90 : I don't know... I don't feel comfortable giving out my number....

me : You must say that to all the guys. Just give me your number. I don't feel like playing cat and mouse today.

hollistergirl90 : Okay... its 443-***-*..... wait, you aren't even going to put it in your phone?

me : Actually, I've changed my mind. I don't want it anymore.

hollistergirl90 : Why not? Did I do something wrong?

me : Look, I don't like to waste my time on something that I view as a bad investment.

hollistergirl90 : What?! What are you talking about? Hey! Are you listening to me?! Why am I a bad investment?!



She followed me everywhere I went in the mall, and caused me to cut my visit short. She went so far as to follow me out to my car demanding to know why I didn't want to talk to her.

me : You act like every other girl I've met so far. I'm just bored and need something more interesting in my life. Later


Now you're probably thinking, "what the hell? How on earth could this possibly be a good thing?"

Well that's simple. She FOLLOWED me everywhere. She was clearly attracted to me. Seriously, think about it. If she truly wasn't attracted, then why would she waste her time following me? "Because she didn't understand how she was unattractive." Bad answer. She could have just brushed it off as "he was a dick. He's just an asshole. What does he know?" But no. She HAD to know what she did wrong. She was desperate to fix it. Not for her and the guys she was gonna meet in the future, and I know this because she is the kind of girl that is approached everyday by guys better looking than me. So she knows she isn't doing anything wrong. She was interested in MY opinion, and why she didn't register with ME. It was attraction, at a most illogical level.

Why did I enjoy this? What guy doesn't love having a decent looking popular girl follow him around begging to know why she was turned down?